It was a late spring in a rural northern county, far in my youth. The era of the latch key kid was over but I was on my way home, alone. I was old enough to be responsible enough to know enough to try and be responsible. I guess.
By this stage in my life I had witnessed lung cancer and the slow painful death of my grandfather. I had experienced being the only responsible party present for calling 911 to aid my father during an episode of pulmonary heart failure, 10 years to the day after his quadruple bypass…
When does a step take a mile when you’re feeling away?
To feel the real things and hear what they say.
I lost home twice and made it too many.
Living on the edge with few regrets and supplies a plenty.
Is it sacrifice to have nothing but a bucket?
should I recoil in horror for a new scene with less requirement?
The neighbors, they’ve left and the worlds a mess.
Should we be satisfied if one could make a golden flower from that bucket?
I heard the rent wasn't necessary but I couldn’t trade beans for nothing.
Poems from Quarantine #19
Wholly the quotations take over and return us to the streams of static.
When did you actually want to keep the time?
Cuz’ that clock,
It ain’t say’in, its just say’in.
And what does creating value mean for art anyway?
What makes the work worth that which is equal to food or medicine?
We look and decide but most of us hide.
This is no way to skin a rat.
Ill take a place in this space;
Reluctantly I’d wait If I was a sucker for you and without a clue.
Inspiration they’d say.
First, I’d like to say that I’m actually more interested in having a polite society where this type of subject matter is a personal issue and as such no one would be interested or care. However, I’ve recently been exposed to something that’s been brewing for a while and its caused me to re-examine my desire to keep my thoughts private.
I should say something fluffy here but I’ll just get straight to the point. I was born a very feminine boy with physically feminine characteristics who eventually grew up to be a trans-woman and I’ve been growing increasingly frustrated…