Poetry

Both & Neither

Like I said, I’m imploding right now,

I’m bursting from the seams.

As boy as broken, as girl as ground,

like I said, I’m imploding right now.

As sweet as rain, the bitterness of clouds,

responsibility’s only color t-shirt clean.

Like I said, I’m imploding right now,

I’m bursting from the seams.

How much does it cost to blend in?

Like I said, I’m imploding right now,

resisting divine intervention.

How much does it cost to blend in,

to overcompensate existence.

As girl as gotcha, as boy as wow.

How much does it cost to blend in?

Like I said, I’m imploding right now

I’m bursting from the seams.

How else should I explain?

Of pink and blue, I’m both,

I’m bursting from the seams.

I’m a violet hue, a feathered hope,

a hush of wind, a rushing wave.

I’m bursting from the seams.

I’m neither. It depends on the day.

Jaimeson Oakley

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