Sunday, March 3, 2013

New Normal

what is that you said?
i need everything turned down
i am turned out
by the violent messages
traveling my nervous systems
the amalgamation
of several acute pangs
strung up pearls
to make beautiful chronic necklace
pain made deep deep
in muscle oysters
maybe i have too much stress
baby, if i could do less
i would
but now
all i got is me
people say
oh, mukisa, we'll help
people stay
so i stay crying
from my lower back
my migraine head
my tension nestled
tucked in between shoulders and neck
all the while
i smile
as the world turns

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