never a liyah
feet in the soles of shoes untied to the ground
tethered to a truth
greatness i see greatness behold theres greatness in these notes
this girl is a cryah
gifted
unfettered
gripping locks of uncut memories
thats all it is
an image
visage
envisioned a future of an adulthood that looks no more adulterated than a scripted narrative
imposed in a book, or a book imposed on a screen,
still pictures, a hiccup
figuratively exaggerated
writing poetry in position within remission im not going back
we have moved 3,000 miles to insist in a distance
but ya'll dont know
this girl is wearing a wiyah
waiting for a testimony that will never be read until it is written
it must first be written
i cant do it i cant write it i can barely even speak it
i cant gulp it i cant heave it i cant find it it is bereavement
this girl is a ridah
a flyah
not a buyah of bullshit spoonfed and gargled on sentiment
i represent a spirit of indifference, Just, but 'fraid of resentment
intent is key not bereft misguided holier-than-thou one-standing-up-n-a-crowd
shouting and outing malfeasance
in particular
a particular weasel shifting gaze and camouflaged behind a hollywood sign
a new york big city reality star lights
and reconnaissance
a recognizance of what really happened and has it happened if it hasnt been written?
it has happened without key character witnesses
it has happened without evidence
a test of my will of 10 years in the making, outstanding,
statute of limitations, guarding a history of a
girl on fiyah
this girl is not on trial
this girl is on a pyah
putting to rest the ashes of a child long since dead
and never really alive to tell any tales
the decay in this decade
weighing in at a hundred and ten pounds
if you're smart you just might catch on- / [this, girl, is on] -
fiyah.
