Poetry 

Rap

I don’t like changes; 
Like how poetry 
Evolved to mumble rap
Some people say 
It’s a stylistic use of cadence 
To lend credence to that rhythmic style 
But if your whole verse
Is skrr skrr
Then maybe you should be 
A rally car driver.

J

At therapy
My therapist asked me
To give a letter to myself
As a gift
I chose J
Because of the versatility of its usefulness
On Monday
It could be used to spell joy
On Sunday
It could be used to spell joint
At therapy
My therapist asked me
To choose a thing J
Reminds me of
I chose joint
She said the weed?
I said yeah
My body
Is like folding paper
It holds explosiveness
Tightly wrapped in flesh
My body—-
All people have wanted
With my body
Is to cause it to make them happy
And after they were done
They didn’t bother to empty me
Into an ash tray
You see in my house
I have ashes from all my friendships
And yet I still continue
Like weed
Like weeds
You don’t know how many hoes I have been scared by
You don’t know how many hoes I have been scared by
You were the only thing I never thought I would be scared by
You are the scar that other scars look at and say
“No. They took it too far here.”

At therapy
My therapist asked me
To give a letter to you
As a description of who you are
I told her you forbade me from writing you letters
She said
Okay
Give her a letter then
I chose J
Because of the versatility of your usefulness
On Monday you were an umbrella
ŋ
On Sunday you were an anchor
J
My therapist asked me
To choose a thing
You reminded me of
I said memory itself
I said breath
I said colour
I said everything
I said everything that I will never have
She said that’s more than one thing
I asked for one thing
I said see, I don’t remember
I said memory itself
She reminded me of memory itself
She said are you saying you don’t remember
Anything else outside of her
I said
Who are you again?

Isn’t It?

Depression is
Not the pain of losing a girl
Depression is
Pain
Depression is
Not something TV has taught us
Depression is
Something school is too scared to teach us about
Depression is
Not us threatening you for attention
Depression is
More threatening than whatever threats you are threatening us with
Depression is
Not a venereal disease
Depression is
As irritating as a venereal disease
Depression is
Not related to pocket money
Depression is
A question of emotional fragility not finance
Depression is
Not the price we non-believers pay for our faithlessness
Depression is
The price people pay for being emotional creatures
Depression is
Not something we are creating
Depression is
Something we were created with at creation
Depression is
Not going to be solved by attacking the person who speaks out
Depression is
Going to be solved by an honest effort to help out
Depression is
Not because I am always in my hall room and never visit home
Depression is
Because there is no home to visit
Depression is
Not an eating disorder
Depression is
A sadness that eats into you until you are a bunch of disorders
Depression is
Not difficult to explain
Depression is
Difficult to explain because you make it so difficult to explain depression.