I am sitting in my favorite place to write: Big Mikes Coffee.
As a approach graduation I am filled with excitement and relief, but a slight discomfort. What will I do with myself once I leave this familiar little bubble of academia? I've known nothing else since 5 years old. Where do I apply the knowledge I have gleaned from this earnest, altruistic institution**ahem shark tank. What do I take? That I was bread to be a fine sheep, to be used for my wool too keep the elite warm and cozy in their mansions under the sea, maybe? I think the most important thing I've learned from college is that it is, in itself, a life seeding corporation and that capitalism is death.
Love, transforms, takes different faces, but it is always an extension of your pinky finger.
Old shoe mind
you're falling apart
you don't support the body
that lives inside you
If you represent yourself
Then you're infrastructure needs reframing
You're making the heart beat hard
The synapses bear mice
the stress hormones that chew at the pipes
breaking down the concubines
the lawman, and the shrines alike
Mind it is time to form a mouth
and learn when to open
and when to keep closed
and when to eat.