Mansplaining
Dear sir, your air of authority leaves me lost. Eases me from a place of ease. Contracts with my contradictions to take from me a place. Autopilots my autobiography. Frightens my fright. Sighs with my breath. Wins at my race. Your certainty has me curtained. Your nerve has me nervous. Your childhood has me childlike and your nastiness nests in my belfry like a hawk. You are beyond and above my slice of sky, peach as a pie, bourbon as its pit. You are spit and vinegar while I sour in my bowl. You bowl me over while I tread lightly on my feet. You walk on water while I sink. You witness me, fisherman, boat on the lake, while I struggle and burble and brittle and drop. You wink at me and I must relate. I close my eyes to erase you and you are written in my lids. A litmus test. A form of lair. God with three days of facial growth and an old bouquet for a face. Soap and water for a brain. I have no handsome answer. I have no pillar of salt or shoulder to look over. I have no feather to weigh. I have no bubble to burst. I am less to myself, a character in a drama, a drumbeat, a benevolence, a blight. All parts of me say shoot on sight. Aim for an artery or organ. Good night.
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Enok Mayeny
Plz don't shot me on campus or restaurant. 🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗☺☺☺☺☺
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JENOVA JACKSON CHASE
Gracefulll...
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JENOVA JACKSON CHASE
@Enok Mayeny no I won't 🤣
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