walking

the colors just barely reached my toes. i felt robbed of my punishment. this is where i suffer in sections. microscopic bits of embarrassment. the sweat, the piles of clothes, the collections of empty malt liquor cans. these aren't badges of honor or failure; they're the building blocks, the foundation on which i build my future empire to the stars on. your accusations are totally founded and completely disregarded. no one likes a tattle tale. that's why i only did him the one time. that spring in my step? gravity. don't be surprised when it glistens in the sun. don't be surprised when it leaves without a sound. don't be shocked when it shares the same demons. it's you.