So I watch them walk by. Witness their legs become small and their backs sprouts wings that lead them to me and my sweet juices. I let them pest and feel less alone, hope they pick me and find value in my seeds. Their hands squeeze, turn me towards the sun, squint and choice makes their eyes dull. I settle, sink below the others, and wait for my flesh to turn soft, my juice to bitter. . . . . #benetthewriter #poetry #blackpoets #poetrycommunity #poem #prose https://www.instagram.com/p/ClmsVAcPUVI/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
āI have seen gods fly. I have seen men build weapons that I couldnāt even imagine. I have seen aliens drop from the sky. But I have never seen anything like this. How much more are you hiding?ā
Told you I like gentle giants so you softened up... and you been jack'n, bean'n, stalk'n just to get to me love... I wanna be your golden goose... I wanna shave my legs for you... I wanna take all of my hair down and let you lay in it... Spread all of my limbs out and let you lay in it