Misplaced Care

I hold you
In my heart
A subtype
Not what I need
Simply, desire

Reputation

Fuck your reputation
Thank you for giving me that
The realization
I don’t care
That the eyes
They can see
And if they cannot
They are blind anyway
So let them talk
Of the spectres surrounding them
They haven’t the spirit
Of the apparition
And that is no sully
Of the name of the commons
In everyday lived
There needs an object of attention
But now I am lucky
I have had the experience
Of seeing acceptance
And rejecting it swiftly

Work

Identured servitude
Slavery
Barking dictations
Chaotic obstruction
Unbelieving
Taken of the soul
Control from the uncontrolling
Dictates of the weak
Pathos of servant
Servile
Managerial poison

Winter Storm

Winter storm
Bringing the cold
I thought we were past this
The enveloping warmth removed as quickly as it arrived
How do I began to understand
The changing of the seasons
And the changes they bring

I am Confused

Confused with myself
I am one in many relationships
One node in the connection
The central one in which all of these strings extend
This is my bullet focus
But in focusing on external relations
Do I lose
The paramount, the internation relation
The way in which I extend myself into the world
Anchored in relations
I need to detether
To occupy more of my time
With myself
And the routes in which I may achieve
The true centrality signified by the node