Crying out in a silent voice
I wonder if whales could hear me
Nonsequitering through conversations
When the keyboard stops swaying
I realize it’s my own tempo with gravity
Able to discern the thoughts I’m most intersted in
Being in my body doesn’t always translate to awareness.
Bring on the court and let me plead
My case is a simple one.

Let go of your misery.
Alone, looking at your phone
On the misshapen couch you call a bed.
Stop.
Look
Listen.
The creaks aren’t all in the walls anymore.
That blue glow lighting your face
Only attracts vampires.
Head up.
The things you want are within reach.

Clipped wings preventing hidden genius.
Don’t penalize those of us that got there first
Just be glad our numbers are growing.

I was alone for the first part of my life.
The more wrong I’m proved
The less I feel cheated.

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