break bread
break her back
break into your brothers room
to steal the netflix password
Writing, Ideas, & Stories
break bread
break her back
break into your brothers room
to steal the netflix password
i doubted
myself, tomorrow
maybe god
but god damn
i’m just fine
choose
yourself-
no one will remember
the second option.
you knew-
broken steel door
willfully extra ajar
like aladdin
a stolen wish from jafar/
a day of loss-
narrative highlighted loss,
spoken word gave birth
to freedom,
now,
it’s an independence day-
i hate the feeling
of feeling
no feelings
it’s been awhile
i don’t look the same
sound the same
i like a lot of different things
like avocado,
it use to make my mouth itch
but it went away
now
i do whatever i want;
touching the top of oak trees
surfing clouds towards a sky realm
sailing a brand new ocean
for adventure;
they sometimes ask
what’s your next big move.
i’ll tell ‘em a lie
something extravagant,
somewhere beautiful,
away from the board.
getting knocked down
has become
part of my mourning routine
it is an out of body experience;
i’m a foreigner to myself
like a novel on my bookshelf
i know the ending.
nothing is pending
placed down payment months ago
ticket to the heart break show
i can only blame my inexperience;
we all want
a second chance;
to run-
or jump fly dance
a second chance
to dance.
i want to dance
dance until i can’t feel my legs
and we have to fly away
it’s like time-
paused;
and we came back
picked up
exactly
where we left out.
it was never perfect
but on late nights
i never wanted to be
anywhere else-
but they took me away
cuffed in a back seat.
processed
& told to wait;
wait until-