Self-objectified endings

i objectified myself
the moment i
touched myself.
i don’t need your
assumption when
i’ve made mine.

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It is what it is…

the common rally.
But if that were the case,
would that mean:
rape,
murder,
lying,
theft,
racism,
discrimination,
disinformation,
etc,
are they permissible?
of course,
it is what it is.
but what if it wasn’t?
I hold onto negativity,
but should we stand for defeat?

Terms of social media engagement

i’m not a fuckboy,
i don’t have a side girl,
and i don’t know a bruh.
i work towards a relation,
my relation is platonic,and i have a brother.
my spell check
doesn’t check grammar.
my grammar is personal,
although it knows the law,
it loosely adheres.
the social media i experience
is anything but what it proclaims.
in fact, it expounds the opposite.
let the side girl and fuckboy talk, bruh.
you know their exchange?
…
if it’s not instant gratification,
than it’s not worth anything.
unfortunately, that which takes time
holds true that which is true and honest.
if you cannot put in the time,
then you’re not worthy of the action.

I am not what I look like

she says,
at least you are cute,
which tells me,
i’m degrading.
the substance of my
being is dependent upon
a diminishing physicality.
therefore,
as i age,
i lose credibility.
my worth is
dependent upon
perishability,
something i
cannot
impede.
personality is a
trait recognized
by unseeing eyes.

A gringo dancing familiarity

so i went to hang with classmates,
and i ended up reacquainting myself
with the past that died.
i was exposed to latin culture,
something of which i’ve not
experienced since i was young.
to be surrounded by such being,
infused my time with pleasant memories.
i found that the people were raised
upon a rhythm felt,
not taught.
for this,
i was witness to
platonic camaraderie.
i felt much a part as
i did separate.

Difference speaking similarity.

don’t pull that knife on me,
it’ll cut us both.
mind yourself, but
leave me alone.
opened, you can
see what’s inside.
description differentiates
our innards,
yet that’s debatable.
shared words mean
differences elucidated.
speak my pain
with your ears,
resounding that which
is inconsequential.

Niceties better spent

the response was easy
noninvasive, prying the general
cost of reciprocation limited
to effort given.
goodnight…
or not.
response is a choice,
so why am i surprised?
maybe it’s because those
i’ve thanked, wished well,
or commented, have generally
responded in a similar fashion.
genuine or not,
i was met half way.
disregard an extended hand,
i now reach for my balls.
i might as well scratch
an itch than gain a lawsuit.

Sight before definition

imagination fuels the probability
of a reality overlooked.
weighing expectation allows
for unlikely presumption.
creation borne of odds
negativity spread.
advantage achieved
through opposition gained.
sight seen askew
lines of measure,
donning sharp vision, preamble.

Planting what cannot tend itself

whether in a group
or by myself,
i feel alone.
whose fault is that?
i’d like to blame nature,
but she is exacting.
and why is nature “she”?
it’s because creation is
nurtured from its creator.
to water a plant is easy,
tending its development taxing.

Stretching knowledge

as i sit here tapping my foot,
to a beat i cannot keep,
others fall in step.
i look their movement
and realize,
they don’t know
what comes next.
i must admit,
upon first impression,
they seem knowledgeable.
so what do i gather from this?
flail in all direction,
that way you’re bound
to reach some place.