I can’t wait to feel the warm lights shining on me

Feeling my heart race

As I tell my story

Giving myself premature permission

To bask happily in my glory

So many days I remained quiet

But I’ve finished reading that sob story.

With my Brother as my Assistant

To my left

My Right Hand’s a vixen

My favorite Aquarius in my kitchen

My Leo wheel but primarily my protection is his position

Watching from stage right

Trying not to cry from all the hype

From all the days I sat

To write

On all the battles I had to fight

So I’m screaming Thank You from my core

Again I’m feigning I want Moore

Sacrificed toxic


I’m pure

You continue to ask if I am ready

& I am still responding



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