rights?

emancipation from the norm
freedom from nothing
freedom from everything
no longer forced
to meet expectations
expectations you never wanted to meet
you can just be
not rebellious
just not convinced of their way
they force meaning on the meaningless
and your purpose is their purposelessness
and you want none of it
of the americanism

empire day(s)

tents and beer

smokes and pretzels

reading tarantula

and drawing blobs for faces

not sleeping...

because we’re not supposed to

because we miss each other.

texting quietly

how strange

yet lovely

five feet from each other

now all we need is Christmas lights and faked

and sweating, because that’s the best

feels so normal to be walking together

by the library

on our hill

in the mountain of syrup

watching the smoke inside and out

...wish we were back

miss you terribly.

(but I’m coming now!!)

creation

the blue

the white

you never know what it’ll be like

until you’re in it

you’re always worried

what if you come out

frozen

you just need to not think

just run into it

embrace it

you’ll regret it if you don’t

and once you do run,

once you do swim,

in the power,

immersing yourself in the controlled chaos...

it will be awful

each and every time

you’ll be amazed

the first and the thousandth

you’ll never lack the surprise

the exclamation of awe

recognizing the source

the controller of the uncontrolled

the Creator.

walking on

eggshells?
glass?
beer bottles and mirrors
broken
all over the floor
you piss off that glass
it'll stab you in the face, it will
better be careful
you never know where they're at
what'll hurt em
so they turn on you
you're always nervous
always scared
what next my...friend?
what will break you next..