i can’t shapeshift for you
fit the sculpture in your mind
spent years in the foyer judging air and wasting time
it’s inevitable
mirror on the wall
you writing “bury your heart”
broken hangers on the floor
bad luck still catches me in awe
it’s inevitable
from an egg to a chick
to the day you split
from the womb to the tomb
we learn to live
cull the herd, die slow, live again
regress for a minute, and long for comfort
i feel my chest getting heavy
i owe nary a penny
to you niggas
remember how you counted me out
that long summer
living is hard but a blessing
follow your dreams til they carry.
don’t run off way too far
you might lose yourself
lost in the wind