Creativity641

Okay so you've got some beef with me it seems.

Well, get to it-

Stop wasting all of our time so you can give me those

words that I can punch out of your mouth for real this time.

Well...

Not punch because

Health is

Running through cool rain

Eating whatever you please

Drinking juice like nectar

Sleeping in “too late”

Accepting your big body

Taking mental health breaks

Finding your peace

Mr. Kennedy,

For the love of all that is good

Understand that I am no disease

Calm the dogs you send after us

Kindness is the only way

You are the least qualified

Of all the people for the job

My body is a revelation

Unseen and unspoken

My body is a revolution

You will see I’m unbroken

My conscious is power

As I breathe, I fight

My conscience is power

Can I-

intrude into your fantasy?

Can I tell you a shocking truth?

Can I become everything you hate

so that I can love myself?

Can I dream of a job with impactful meaning

sewing soft stitches in unnerved unsteady lines 
still new at old practices, still young as the thread winds 
around a needle’s head, through the almost-fabric like 
skin.