Bicycles have brakes

The circulation of flirtatious memes

It’s embarrassing for you but not for me

I know when I sniff another on the scene

You see everything when you feel unseen

The saved faves get habitually reposted

Everytime a fellow woman is ghosted,

Say you don’t like cats then worship pussy

He’s a feline slaughterhouse , isn’t he?

Whatever symbol I held dear for thee,

is stolen & applied elsewhere instead of me.

Moon river, under my skin, a bumblebee

On a sunflower, marshmallows softening.

Children laughing, DNA entwining, letters

written, songs applied meaning,

When your dick is on fire inside another lier,

it’s not my purpose to conspire but my sacral is a

pyre for your misdeeds against this Divine unity.

My mind is no longer mine, and neither are you.

My soul is bare I wish I could unshare.

As my heart for you swings, I cannot sing

I am frozen, no air inside, I cannot scream

I’ll take this knife out and bleed so free

Turn the other way, can’t watch my screen

I slam the brakes on this cycle, rinse and do not repeat.

2024