RANDOM

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An Attempt at Poetry June 8, 2021

Can I be random for a moment?

Can I just tell you what I am feeling?

Without judgment, without prosecution?

Can I do that?

Yes?

Okay.

 

I am not sad

I am not happy either

I am…

What am I?

Fuck.

I know what I am

The mean reds have visited again

 

Fuck them

After writing this

They will be gone

I know for sure

Writing drives them crazy

 

They scream when I start

They scream and scream

Like witches burning on a stake

They beg me for pity

They beg me for mercy

 

If you were me

Would you grant them it?

No

Of course not

So I let them burn on their stake

The won’t bring me down

They won’t manage this time

 

Aaaah…

Am already feeling better

Writing heals…

Am I Dickinson?

Haha

Of course not

She was white

 

Anyway,

This does not even feel like a poem

An attempt of it,

Perhaps?

But still,

You allowed me to be random

So I was

Thank you

For burning the mean reds

For being there.

 

by Amanda Nechesa 29

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