City Summer Stroll

Hello August,

I bring you in with a shed—

really hoping for a clean start

longing for the life of an angel, helpmate

in existence

& nothing more.

no free will

ing wonky outta my boundary

it is written

with this life I’ve been given

all I feel is rage

Why, why?

I don’t like living this way

I’m not loving this way

Get me out

into the night time

Four walls won't hold me tonight

& if this town, is just an apple

then let me take a bite.

If they say why? Why?

Tell them that it's human nature

(Why does he do me this way)

I find myself

at the split path

against all the books and propaganda

there’s a someone inside

natural & unmale

& I choose me.

Why is there so much guilt in that?

carrying them like my buckets

of water. miles on end

blisters heal in saltwater

like my soul.

August sun,

please rise to burn me clean.