2022-06-11 #writing/poetry #poem-a-day
==WILL BE PUBLISHED IN KERNEL 3!!!==
I picked up a plastic wrapper today An evergreen whose leaves have begun to shine too bright & sway too freely. As if they were told
to do so, manufactured constraint on my breath. Sometimes there is beauty in the world that flakes away
when you look closer, a veneer staged for actors to tell stories elementary ones, conflict, love &
a hero’s journey which ends in unfailing happiness. Balloons filled to the brim with bright yellow helium.
Picking up trash might be part of mine. Performative environmentalism is good for coping. I don’t care for the greater good
rather the otherworldly, a conch in the desert, a lily pad floating atop a snowy apex, a bright red
flag with a reflective underside, big capital letters plastered against the lining of my soul.
I picked up a plastic wrapper today And tossed it into a nearby trash can. Not because I care immensely for the environment Not because I want to look like someone who does.
I picked up a trampled bright red Kit Kat wrapper because I couldn’t summon the courage to look in her eyes without looking away
as the silence filled between us with plastic thorns stuck on top paper mache roses. I tore
the petals, one at a time, she likes me casting incantations she likes me not in my heart’s shadow
An evergreen whose leaves have begun to shine too bright, sway too freely. As if they were told
to do so, a manufacturing constraint on my breath. sometimes there is beauty in the world that falls away
when you look closer, a veneer staged for actors to tell stories the kinds with conflicts & love &
a hero’s journey which always ends in unfailing happiness. Balloons filled to the limit with bright yellow helium.
Picking up trash might be part of mine The event that makes me swear to do better for the sake of a greater good
something otherworldly, a conch in the desert, a lily pad floating atop a snowy apex, a bright red
flag with a reflective underside, big capital letters branding the walls of my soul.