How I loathe thee let me count the ways

Making me twist and turn manipulated and phased

Silence, I’ll reward myself 

Stillness will provide some help

Insulated with useless conniption

Constantly contracting to your systems

One of these days I will conform 

Say goodbye to dreaming willingly condemning

Myself and my health to shame 

Wishing potently and lost 

So much that I forget my name

Mattie Grace Levy

I'm a black woman, a classically trained oboist, a self-taught composer, and an introspective poet trying to comprehend my thoughts.

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