She put her spaceship in reverse and flipped their universe.
Blast off.
She put her spaceship in reverse and flipped their universe.
Blast off.
The queen burned down her own kingdom
Overrun with foolishness
She was homeless
Far from hopeless though
She laughed slightly and smiled
The queen burned down her own kingdom
She stood just close enough to feel the warmth of the flickering flames and not get burnt
Bending down, she lit her cigarette on the walls of her burning kingdom
Unafraid of cancer, because we’re all terminal anyway, she inhaled and exhaled
Fuck it
Let it burn
Let it burn
Let it burn
She owned that it wasn’t built on anything worth saving
Foundation fractaled by faux “I’ll love you forevers” flung from mouths that made mockeries of marriage
Unions made useless
Committed only to not being committed
Lessons learned
Bridges burned
The queen burned down her own kingdom
Let it Burn
to be continued…
Sometimes I wish you would watch your words as much as those screens you love so much.
Lucky for your ass the patience I ordered off Amazon just arrived.
*Laughs
Chitty Chitty Namaste bihhhhh
The internet can be a creepy ass place.
Damn.
[found this in an email to myself from 2014]
She rode thru old spaces
Thinking of all those places
The words that fell from faces
Their weight had held her down
Horrified that she would drown
She now realized that fight she fought
And the fucked up shit it brought
Those actions were the offspring of fear
Amanayea came with the light & made it clear
Fear is Darkness meddling in your mind
Awakened to Truth she put fear’s ass in line
She refused to focus on the fuckedupness of life
the constant replaying of perceived strife
She rode thru old spaces
Thinking of all those places
The words that fell from faces
They were never holding her down-
They were building her up so she could wear the crown
Time tells tales of strength and weakness
Eternal longevity
Tick-tocking seconds and minutes fall off clocks that aren’t real
Time tells tales of love and loss at zero costs
Eras and periods constantly give way to new days, infinitely wrapping around the neck of forever like the perfect pashmina
Time tells tales of legends and myths sailing by on ships of selfless and selfish acts
Dancing in storms of self-created anguish and angst and passion and pleasure
Wonder women and wandering women finding their way through time
Time tells tales and I am here to listen with my infinite ear