telemarketers hang up on me
birds run around so I don’t shit on their heads
pedestrians let me on my way
airlines delay departures when I’m running early
clouds lower themselves when I’m in my mood
Uber drivers stay deathly quiet when I’m
in their cars
I go to readings and poets ask me questions
I sit in coffee shops and let them drink me
and take notes on my phone
I listen to music that degrades me
and those I love
for the slim chance it lifts us up
baby it can lift us up