Sterilize
–Spoken Word on TikTok Sterilize
Sterile smiles, virile lies
I’m getting better, my soul has died
It is an illness
It is insane
It is my heaven
It is my grave
They say it’s catching
Like I’m a cough
They say I’m crazy
I say, so what?
Starry eyes, eerie cries
Into the heavens
I have soared
I’ve danced in stardust
I hit the sun
Crashing lower
Down ain’t done
Black holes seem endless,
But treasured too
The wisdom and insight of being blue
Call it the ahas of agony
If I’m all wrong, then what was right?
Who’s to blame for genetic blight?
It is ancestral, inherited doom
If I’m to blame, then so are you
Scarred thighs, terrorized
It is my birthright, this suicide
Cut me deeper with your lies
I have no dog left in your race
My mind is running
I’ll give no chase
For in the chaos, my canary sings
She sings of heaven, hell, and gods
She tells me all is never lost
The judge and jury are in me
I needn’t enter the guilty plea
My heart is all I have for-giving
I’m getting worse, yet my soul is living
So, I’ll thank you, when you say I’ve lost
Sanity’s small price for serenity’s cost
I’d rather be me then be like you
I’ll be the cuckoo, the one who flew
Over the nest, my canary’s gone
Sterilize sterile lives
My soul paints the spaces
My mind has lost
I’d rather the living,
I’ll take the odds
Infecting my children, unbidden
The insanity I can’t keep hidden
This madness you claim
That’s eaten my brain
The very same teeth
Chewed through my chains
The canary sings freedom
I dance away
I hear the music
Falling deaf on the “sane”
*I just started reading an exploration of sterilizing bipolar patients, using artistic ancestral studies to show the genetic link between the disorder and the talent. It pissed me off.
“down ain’t done.” Love that.
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Thank you 😊 I read “touched by fire” about artists and bipolar and that’s the poem that came out when I finished.
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