no. 10

I picked this quiet place
This personal space in
A public setting and now your presense
Has me regretting my decision

no.9

chipping chips off shoulder
body bolders build me down
placing flowers round my edges
making sweet sense

no. 8

curly black strings
evil little things
distorting gender roles
holding others captivated by face in inherited captivity

no. 7

compelled to support
driven to excel
spritually propelled
towards greatness

no. 6

oh so eery
actually quite scary
seeing words of other
articulate mind thoughts

Poetry, Rants, Woman & Power

no. 5

self-profetic turned pathetic by
devilish deeds decieving destination
hazordous hesitation signs blink
causing i to rethink the possibility of reality in dreams

no. 4

the refix the return
turning back to learn elevation
recycled creation acyclic revalations
forward i move upward round

no. 3

certain words come out me like that
they effortlessly interact - magnetically attract
turning white paper black with
mind rage aand quite musings

no. 2

unsecure insecurity backpack
back track through stacks of unconstructive critics
so i can climb - remind mine self of
strength unparalleled me

no. 1

wrists twist and pain rises below
near elbow where tension simmers and i sighs
blinks quiet eyes
headfalls so thoughts can float away