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Crying is Passion

Crying is

passion

for life

Feeling is through tears

not skin

Feel the pain

the joy

the loss

the happiness

within

Crying is not a sin

Embrace yours

your feelings

just cause

you want to

just cause

you can

let yourself

go

feel free

grieve

remember

explore from the inside

out

don’t forget to shout

go all out

crying

is

passion

for

life

Defined

Precisely at the moment

I was defined

I turned a blind eye

and lifted my head up

to see two birds

flying

away from me

a dog appeared

and yelled

I made them leave

but I kept running

not afraid that the dog would

catch me

me knowing the dog

better than it knew itself

or me

eyeing its thirst only

could not be a mistake

I too am thirsty

but I get sidetracked

with potato chips and atlanta housewives

wondering why I don’t have

what they have

but I’m smarter

than them

am I

I didn’t know I was supposed

to define myself

until the moment the dog

yelled at me

because I overlooked

what it was so thirsty to have

 

Privacy

I’m thinking privacy
is my privates
like the things I cover
up
and
down
my body
my face
my toes
things unlike
the usual hoes
who sell me things
I can’t protect
I can’t project
how much
how many times
I have to call you
to ask you
for my money back
and forward we go
on the same old things
like
this is mine
and this is not yours
how many times I have to
ask you to stop
looking at my privates
and then you say privates
are things you pay for
things that work for you
I guess these things I bought were
never working for me
and now
I know it’s true
because you didn’t ask me
for permission to use my iphone
you just stole it
and called it to tell me
and called it to sell me
and called it to yell at me
saying “are you a terrorist?!”
and I said
no…..
…..this is not that government line
wrong number