January 31, 2019
My own bravery
Makes my tired, uninspired self, intimidated.
My fear of determination fuels itself with the constant of labor.
food without flavor
chewing politely when really so plight
being lazy is hard work
ignoring your life.
The chips on my shoulder
an unhealthy snack
Hey angel, move over
make room for more
more of the same
insatiable lack.
The roaches they scamper
the cracks in my smile
kerosine vista
My humbling next mile.
L. R. Bennett