Kayfucius

A collective of thoughts, poetry, writing works, blurbs, and other randomosity

Lately I’m only just noticing

that I tend to begin to explain to you

exactly what I’m doing

as soon as you enter the space I’m in

before you can even ask

or assume;

It’s almost like

you’ve conditioned me to

tiptoe

and overexplain; these eggshells

have already cracked under the pressure

I’ve been putting

on myself –

and I’m tired of the feeling of

having to report my every move

as though I answer to you…

As though you’re my supervisor

and not my lover,

not my equal, my counterpart –

And how you don’t even

bother to correct it or call it out,

almost like

you expect it and would be upset

if I didn’t do it.

It’s so exhausting, and –

smothering…

This ends today.

011222

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