A remedy for the madness?
Micro moments of joy
I cum. I sleep.
I sweat. I eat.
I celebrate specific
hungers and indulge them, I do.
Other day, I got a mini oreo cake.
It was fine. Too much frosting,
But the presence I felt
sitting down with a slice..
I felt at place in my body
At home in my home
I felt connected. I felt in charge. I enjoyed
being in agreement with my want
It’s quite affirming to be in alignment.
To not argue with oneself.
To sit and eat and write
whenever the mood strikes
I write honestly. I name my
demons and release them
It’s more peaceful that way, to not
be at war with what I want to say.
To not shackle my tongue
with the chains of perfection
I speak. I eat.
I sweat. I sleep.
Well, I try to sleep. For a dreamer,
I’m quite bad at it.