Corporations are a Continuum

I’m the dopest I’m celebrating myself. I just signed a promotion.

I’m halfway to a hundred thousand at 23 with no degree, I guess it has to count for something since I come from nothing.

God keeps granting me strength, and I keep acclaiming accomplishments.

In the lounge, upstairs on the 17th floor, I’m surrounded by clouds and condensation— oh, the things we do, the things we do out of desperation. The buildings are filmed by fog… my clock is analog … and this is my analogy.

In the same way, a published collection of poems is an anthology, I hope this counts as my apology.

I would give more, but I’ve already given all of me———-

I hear people cheering downstairs; maybe they’re calling me there…. How fast can I go? I don’t know.. this afternoon, leaving work, I spun off the road. One moment you’re here the next moment you’re gone… each moment you feel like you’re on the run.

The house party down the way sounds fun… so many people in euphoria, but I could never be one. Congrats! I made it out of the house and to the bar. Thank you, God. Thank you, God.

I thank God often because he does a lot. I watched a show for summer/spring 2023 Versace, and the Lord made similar garments appear in my closet. At the bar, He gave me a drink to match it and a bartender that looked like Sebastian.

In the elevator of Eve on Adam, I engaged in conversation and ended up with “congratulations” and a positive note on my fashion statements from a stranger.

I thank God daily because I feel like I made it, even when I hate it.

February 2023