Ps. We are listening.

The presumption is

You speak, you are smart

That when you don't,

Then you tease societies

Ideas of what intelligence

Really should feel like,

But can they totally ignore?

The bodies, minds and ears

So attuned to the world

So afraid to be hurt

That are listening

That are watching

Through covered ears

And peripheral eyes

So be careful with your words

We know more than you think.

The fog

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Misty and foggy

Sometimes like a bog

My mind feels

Liaising with others

Too distant and indeterminate

They can barely be seen

They call to me perhaps

But the call is lost

Reaching withing myself

I live my life barely

Like a veil shrouding me

Shielding my mind and soul

From the relentless barrage

Bombarding the space around me

And so survive I naturally

And the world outside my fog.

Perfect world

A world that is perfect
Will aid all people
And abilities of all
Will carry same value
Mute, deaf , autistic and weak
All who are voiceless
Will be able to speak
And so ruminate I
An inhabitant
Of an imperfect world.

And the work begins

A symbol of lean apology
My self conscious efforts
Got to articulate perfectly
My thoughts and desires
The onus is on me
Dare go to climb mountain
The feat seems impossible
And I battle my can of snakes
Battling my war of behavior
Compelling and forbidden
And I am cornered
By my will and my compulsion
The world and me and my battle
The spoils, my sanity.

Wheat

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Yes, I eat real wheat

Eating for me so dicy

The love that I beware of

Barrages my body works

Blocking my brain and body

Making me wonky and wild

A prisoner to my faulty digestion

And wheat being the faulty answer

To my hungry growling belly

Enough of wheat, I admit

I love you grain, but my brain doesn't 

Got to give you up

And give care to my belly.