Tran sister

I wish I could go back and listen There was no melody

Even the drumbeat was sorely
missing

I just didn’t think she’d leave

It feels like there’s sand behind my eyes

they put their thoughts where

-no compromise- [alarm clock]

I tried to be somebody else I tried

to be the same

I’m flopping now angry tossing in my grave

my brother got a radio that day

And I got new wave

Dirty wheelchair staring at a wall nurses trying to make talk small

tiny people t/iny<worms>

Itches oozing spreading germs

I’ve got a remote but no control

Fingers digging empty bowl

I’ve got an EZ pass but now

scorned, behind a man counting pennies

took these jobs away cause how

I’m born, blind and don’t need Bennies

It’s how I’m free

how I always didn’t want to be

let’s go back! go back to that melody

They only pay me dollars so I can afford to eat ?heart disease?

Growing up all the songs on my brother’s radio [snooze button]

#dance

taught me she was worth only what was in her pants

Get the key

Turns out they were wrong and it wasn’t what I wanted to see

I’m tossing turning on the bed/ cause I got a new disease

it’s that I have to say all these words in my Head/ my hair is sick with fleas

Is it called creative need*

I can’t drink anymore makes me sick for days

can’t take the pills that make my heart palpitate

they say the smoke is illegal So when I can’t breathe

I have to paint walls at the canvas

I could never really sing

If I don’t wake up on time,

It was my brothers fault

Just wheel me down the line

Old man at Blue Hills Hall

And she won’t miss me at all

3 thoughts on “Tran sister”

  1. “I’m tossing turning on the bed/ cause I got a new disease

    it’s that I have to say all these words in my Head/ my hair is sick with fleas

    Is it called creative need*”

    Indeed muthafuttah. I love this line, and I love this poem. Keep cranking it up, and turning the dial. Coming from this mister, can resist a Tran sister.

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