Joel

Sweaty Cinderella (2017) by Joel Melton

This old world

Tries to kill us all

Just to prove

That it can

Well, fuck that

And fuck everyone

Trying to help

It along

It can kill me

But not my creations

They will still be here

When I’m gone

The snow is swirling

The wind howls

It blinds me at times

I am unconcerned

Studying it through
A lens of the past
None of it matters

I have realized that

I see an oasis ahead

A warm fire

A safe place

I keep walking