Bone Deep
Your energy stinks
Whether close up or far away
I can read it on the screen
I see it in your smirk
And I hear it in your tone.
Your condescension reeks
Like the way the wind blows the landfill stench
It’s in the air
It’s all around
It’s overpowering and all consuming
Clearly, you are no Simone.
Like a water balloon that leaks
Your clothes can’t hide it
Your hair can’t distract from it
The way you move in the world
Doesn’t anyone else see?
‘Cuz for you, it’s in your bones.
