Strategy & Structure. Architecting Market Position
Make sure we’re not just wasting time,
Make sure I’ve reached the sacred line,
Hell yeah, give me the map to the hymen
I’ve said hello, I’ve said goodbye,
Let’s make this life not pass us by.
No sad pile, but joy, let’s unwind
Is it a lonely ride?
One sec, we’ll change the vibe.
As everything I’ve prayed for
now unfolds before my eyes,
As everyone I’ve cut ties from
taught me I was the prize.
As only me and God rise
through these droughts and trials
I wonder, do we look alike?
We used to be obsessed with love
But love began so tiresome, we refuse
We’ve been bruised, so we choose to lose
Locked door, barriers up, refuse the muse
Everyone new will feel the news
That we’ve been used
For what the last one did was cold like brew
We used to be obsessed with love so deep,
so keen, now it’s buried where we keep
Love on the backend of things, out of sight
Dimmee goes the light.
Sexy times but
Loves not right
Did love die?
No, I’ve arrived
I’ll never forget Ota’s words:
“Swallow the poison, Ireign.”
I’ve been spitting it up ever since,
regurgitating
Sifting through the bitterness,
Cherry-picking pieces that don’t sting as much,
even the valley of death has more allure.
I don’t remember many days clearly,
Yet that one remains vivid
The day I stumbled straight into the snare.
Here I am, replaying the massacre,
Trying to untangle the chaos,
A chaos sent not to be untangled.
‘Then at least let me send it back to sender’
Again, Ota’s voice echoes,
“Swallow the poison, Ireign.”
I swallowed the poison,
tracing its burn
Down to where it seared the most.
The sting carried a scent, familiar, bitter.
I couldn’t place why it hurt,
not yet.
I’m a hopeless romantic
With hope its better than titanic
It’s a dance on the ship
But its a sway from within
It’s chemistry
I was a good student not just in history
I know about chemic fluids
I know what happens when juices mix
Explosion, dissection, penetration
Not sure you can follow without confusion
There’s no such thing as accountability,
to that I don’t relate
It’s a trigger to man/ipulate
It’s said to put you in your place
I believe a man made fate
Cause what if you chose to elevate,
Beyond the limits they create?
A life that’s free from their dictate,
Where true intent is your own fate.
No need for chains that others make,
You rise above, for your own sake.
Let them speak of roles and blame,
You’ve moved on, you’ve changed
Exited the gate
Rose didn’t share the door
And I get it, for sure
I watch you be
And I get the ick,
That just existing is fine,
Because I didn’t get to just exist,
I ex-haust
I care only when I’m drained,
Values are strained.
2024 on this sinking ship
Let’s meditate, shall we?
But one day she’ll leave this earthly spot.
When she shuts her eyes,
starting the process of glimpsing inward
she’ll clearly see,
The mornings fresh dew
In the Norderplantsoen
She’ll recall the thousand grabs in Bali’s air,
She’ll then dwell on her first love’s sweet, awkward stare.
Days she yelled for him to stop the gazing flare
Oh and the gazebo,
Were they stood under at night.
She’ll remember days of dreaming bright,
Of futures shaped in hopeful light.
She’ll remember crafting her own fate,
From life’s ordained mistreat’s,
Searching for the good and great,
Continental debates ..
And maybe she’ll remember too,
The one who’s reading this, that’s you.
T rust was broken on a giving day
R est assured I’ll be there for you
U se, is what you felt when you fell for me
S ell, is all you think when you hear me speak
T hought me to run from you with all you do