Careless (tentatively)

This is a “Poem of the Day” feature piece

Why are lovers so careless with me
So oblivious to my feelings
And sensitivities
Like my words lessen in power when falling
On their ears
And I’m wrong for hearing the full vibrato
Of what another’s got to say
I never was fond
Of being treated like a—
A afterthought and/or a tag-a-long
Idling there at the back of somebody’s mind
Wondering when you gon look my way—
See how I been holding the water at bay
With the fabric of my own memory

My stomach aches, too
My itches need scratching
And I’m awfully lonely over here
On my back burner flame
Pot bubbling over with shit
Muhfuckas don’t seem to hear

© Ama Akoto (2018)

Published by Sunshine

Sunny Scape is a safe space for Black women and queer folks. I am committed to eradicating intersecting systems of oppression that overwhelmingly affect people like myself, and doing so in a way that centers the most marginalized of us. That means that I am an activist on behalf of Black and brown queer and trans folks, children, sex workers, disabled folks, people of low socioeconomic status, currently and formerly imprisoned people, and countless others who are pushed to the back burners and relegated to second-class citizenship. This blog and everything within it is absolutely inseparable from the liberation efforts of all the aforementioned groups of people.

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