LIVING

call me this, call me that

a poem about self-esteem and advocating for thyself

Photo by Polina Kondrashova on Unsplash

you might…
call me this, call me that
call me a batty-cat
the world’s worst acrobat
a riddle in a vat

you might…
call me a hypnotist
a pessimistic-optimist
a jellyfish with iron fists
a quiver in the mist

you might…
call me a hammerhead
a smarty-pants, the walking dead
an old fusty book unread
a moldy piece of bread

you might…
call me a whippoorwill
a mangosteen without its peel
a molecule sittin’ still;
but do not call me…
do not call me…

nil.

i am somebody.

…an imperfect somebody…
…a timorous somebody…
…an unfinished somebody…

but i am somebody.