i did it again…

i drove straight in…

to all the journals
and notebooks.
suffocating in boxes.
at the back of the closet.

dust off. cough up. feelings
from before. now i’m breathing.
it in.
alive.
reborn.

pulsating. vibrating. like the fluid moving in my glass. through the ice. may it pass. like the sound of paper tearing. to shreds. the smell of roots and reggae beats. presents. where i’m supposed to be.

here i go. to satisfy my alter-ego. a fully grown man. who likes to write everything down. in ridiculous rhymes. i’m back. and it’s frightening.

i missed myself like glucose to those with diabetes. can someone please define eternity. the issue burning within me. i’m here begging. throw this bro a treat. i’m seeking. change. but it’s so easy to keep it the same. routine. i need to understand. the undertones. of everyone. as bones are picked.

all around me.