THE OPERATIONS OF THE MIND AND THE FLESH

0 0 0
                                    

I'm watchin TV with my family at night,

they're laughing at something he said

and I'm here only by flesh

they're repeating what she said

and I'm roaming my subconscious thoughts taking deep steps

I see the images of the TV flashing back and forth

and I'm in a state of distress

where these questions pull me back and forth

like the waves at sea,

I think to the conversation me and my granny had how

we move constantly talk about how

do I not have a girlfriend yet

or do I have a boy

I deny both and she subtly tells me

do not dare date boys and

we've been here before but

she's here to make sure that

I'm really not gay.

They stand when saying let's pray

we sing the same hymn as yesterday

we have no bible today but

my grandmother recites the words and preaches the same thing everyday

but this time she says something she said to me

God makes no mistake

he didn't create you this way

and my siblings pay no attention

but I knew that was meant my way

I sigh and pray anyway

saying the same thing she said,

he made no mistake so he made me this way

but anyway we say Grace

and continue with the show

I say I'm going to bed but really my thoughs run

race tracks and I'm more awake than ever

I take my phone cause I no longer use

pen and paper

write this poem down

and stay listening to the sound

of my heartbeat.

I'm in my head more than I am in the flesh

A Taste Of Oblivion : The Short Comings Chronicles VOL1 Where stories live. Discover now