July the 1st.

Hello reader. Just a few breaths and a clear mind, you’ll see what I want you to.

So see this, July the 1st. A cold ugly morning.

The sun is being outshined by the freezing fog

Somehow I feel like half man half dog,

Hungry for the things men want and hungry for the things dogs fling.

See, I have nothing in my heart and my body isn’t even alive.

I can smell my own fear bringing the ugliness alive.

With the little I had, a swollen mind and a sullen unadorned jive

With all I had my head still hurt

See this, a man fighting through a cornfield of shadows

A man bruised but refuses to bleed, a man yelling

See this,

July the ugly 1st.

~Koome Manyara~

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