Barking in my face
never taking a break
drowning me out
always louder more certain more sure
Makes me shrink shrivel shy
lose myself in the similarities
lose my grip on the particular
the distinction
the true original
ME
How come they’re so solid ?
how come they’re so sure ?
I’m giving birth here
it’s long and it’s tiring
don’t even know what’s in me
xcept it’s gotta come out
else I’m not surviving
Wouldn’t matter I guess
if I wasn’t so sure
this birth is royal
the seed inside
aint come from New Malden
NO