from a week's herculean effort.
Workers freed by 5 o'clock
don't looked gladdened.
Dangling dreams of respite
mixed with city sirens,
and low-grade self-pity,
by an outrageous SLAP
from conspiring petals
planted at a bustling corner
to uplift the weary
with beauty and hope.
The worker bee remembered her crown,
adjusted it, while deciding:
"Well, if they can keep their splendor
in rushing fumes and angry horns,
so can I."
The question "How are you?" is PROFOUND.
But it has been watered-down to a synonym for "Hello."
Forced or fake auto-responses of obligated okay-ness are expected.
(And if you are going through something tragic, it really doesn't matter! Every social encounter OPENS with this well-established Ritual of Insincerity.)
The question "How are you?" prompts an answer that begins with "I AM _____________."
This means many times each day, you are invited to SPEAK THE MOST POWERFUL STATEMENT that can be spoken of yourself.
And the socially-expected thing to do, is be QUICK + SLICK with your answer.
For a change... TAKE YOUR TIME, and tell your truth. ✍🏾