Thank you for being me

This is how yu say my name
how I ask for it
in my own way
traipsing thru dandelions I wield
abberation from skill set
mad at the world
while not giving a shit
pallid is the crossed-eye
square with tha seasons
unbreathing if that's possible
known to everyone but self
isn't it well to be wise
carefully planned, nothing left
behind in breakfast nook
to haunt yu all day
like unmade bed, asshole trained
to pucker and spit back out
tha jones, prior to being cut
flask open spills into back pocket
to reclaim my spirit, stick out yr tongue
upward motion across strained denim
scan for scotch, taste buds clutch
command to which rips tha black
thread and there's a hole
in my heart born to be filled
there's space for at least one more
if yu can be quick, look at me
know I'm your bitch
for now your slave and something else
new name attached to existing digits
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