It’s any new accepted reality.
It’s the hilarious way I wore my hair
for a week before cutting it away from my face.
It's watching Beverly Hills Cop II
with you and seeing something different in it.
It's F-bombs, it's gangstas
doing a bunch of gangsta shit but still making time for poetry.
New Truth is pressing issues
while imagining the paths forward.
It's my deaf ear,
despite the fact that I host a music podcast.
It's my dumb brain,
battling books on nightstands.
It is the changing of the guard,
the evolution of self with others present.
and it's the chaos,
the next stanza,
two truths and a lie,
New Truth is being inspired, still,for good or ill, by certain people,and knowing yourself well enoughto not feel pressured to seek inspiration from absent sources.
It is a hyperlinked JPEG.It is an elbow that sayslook at that unibrow.It is Taggart and Rosewood.
New Youth is confronting failure.
It is forgiving but not forgetting. It is specific and general.It is everything and nothing.
It is not giving up,but being reminded and seenin a simple textmessage poemgetting up to pee at 4am.
It is a hyperlinked JPEG.It is an elbow that sayslook at that unibrow.It is Taggart and Rosewood.
New Youth is confronting failure.
It is forgiving but not forgetting. It is specific and general.It is everything and nothing.
It is not giving up,but being reminded and seenin a simple textmessage poemgetting up to pee at 4am.