UHAI/uSE hIS TaLKS WiSELY
In a ditch do I belong
Because I’m dead weight
And it’ll be long
Get it? dead; wait
Until you notice I’m gone
I’m as okay as the /a/ in ‘ay’
In /k/ in ‘kay’ in ‘okay’
I’m no more;
normal with another ab like a torso
Yet I don’t fit in and I point it out
When something’s afoot and big.
Like an arrow too long for its crossbow
And I’m at crossroads
Because I cross those
Same words I use like a crossword puzzle
And the Lord knows
I feel feelings still
And I steal these,
Infiltrate your feed
In ways to feed you my points
My pain, my joy,
My name, my noise,
My claims, my story
Now that I know exactly who I am
Of analogies and anagrams
All over Instagram
With wordplay on ‘@a.man.and. ’
But WHAT am I?
WHAT powers my
Passion to write?
To add jokes that I hide?
To skin and craft stories with intents inside?
Inside stories but behind?
Like ‘what’ that I capitalized?
To capitalize on the ’watt’ that power provides?
And the word ‘hide’ that hides
The ‘skin’ in the following line?
The kind that you’d want to dye
But I keep going, I stay alive
Yes, it’s true, I don’t fit in;
But I still survive
So I ask again, what am I
But a guy who claims his talks are wise?
*Did you spot the yeti in the verse?* .
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