EVERY NIGHT I SPIT A BIT

advisory request

I’ve been writing silent words
for some good liberty long
somedays I’d fill up past for them
like squeezing juice of one’s breast
for any scary man’s
bullet advisory request
I don’t care for time now
once I truly forget
some purple days
a bit of regret
we strangle its own ways now
for its multiple
serious standards
for people being left
struggle and strange
killing time
and green as rage
but from today that I know
I’d better stop writing
for the sake of my soul