pinker than the weekend.
a protest in the city for the freedom that we seeking;
a non-digital meeting.
fuck your social media; my smartphone i’m deleting.
i’m peeking out the window,
but i don’t see any people in the street,
and the sun is still rising high.
looking back at my past, the thoughts in my head die.
so ludicrous, but i’m not new to this, so let me be.
pink is on my mind again, but i desire liberty.
