Because an old man thought my place of work was too hot

Because an old man thought my place of work was too hot
About breathing, take a breath. Tonight we talked about breathing. We talked about fear. And we talked about courage. And if you've followed me at all, you know that I talk about the air in our lungs, the breaths we take, probably far too much. I reference breathing and suffocating and drowning in my poetry …
Because Hannah Boat wanted me to write about being single af
You are the rhythm I dance to No one else can match it The song in my soul belongs to you Just as I do I sprint through fields of truth For a moment to touch your beauty I can't quite grasp you in my hand You open up my whole arms My whole heart …
I'd say I'd leave the light on for you But I'm not sure you're welcome anymore I shut this door when I was invisible No longer hoping you would see me Only finding out now that you've always seen me You were just as afraid of me as I am Yet I'll continue to push …