Poetry

genetic grocery store

written by: Chrome

what i need to be

what i want to be

the pieces still missing

whoever laughs while i look


and what it feels like to go on without them


and the fury that takes hold, as i make progress,

knowing i can make it alone


and laughing back, moving forward

and pausing, suddenly


some other thing

not on the list

not previously

not after

not related at all


what is this?