DYING ISN’T TODAY

 

numerous stabs to an already punctured heart

aiming at my jugular with a thousand dart 

you smile unapologetically when I wince in pain 

a profound joy when I’m maim 

a brutal kiss on my naive lip

hidden cuffs to have me clipped 

fingers laced with thorns to caress my skin 

a conspicuous bayonet to cut off my fin 

a pat on my back to express your care

cajoling me to feel homely in your lair 

I dine in your banquet of prejudice 

still yet, you keep on rolling the dice  

enemies within, enemies without 

envious of you and everything about 

aiming for your spark to extinguish 

they see beauty when you languish 

they question themselves when I’m victorious 

still amazed as my voice is sonorous 

left in awe as I’m outstanding 

in all flights, I have a soft landing 

my dying isn’t today 

I still need to run a relay 

the race I know is not to the swift 

I’ll keep on focus on my drift 

@talk2leigh

(X & insta)

6:08am

25 Nov 2025