This is a slam poem, and it was very difficult to convey the way I'd speak it out loud in written words. Weird grammar is intentional here.
i'm-in-flux...
UP is never better than DOWN is never deeper than
my limit. YET.
today I know things tomorrow I'll forget,
but I'm always stuck in the instants.
Why can't I recollect,
I'M IN FLUX... ?
So last week? I couldn't keep up.
Today I strutt like a million bucks.
I'm in flux...
Always bank on what I feel, what I believe is real, the truth is:
THERE'S NO DEAL.
I can't steal from the past,
so when I'm downcast
will I recall today I was okay?
That I'm worth another day?
That I'm in flux?
That when everything FUCKING SUCKS
that everything's... in flux?
YOU ARE READING
Windows on the Sea - a collection of poetry.
PoetryThe poems in this collection are not related to relationships, but rather other experiences I've had in my life. Hope you enjoy!
