Overwhelm Her Psyche

maybe I am insane 
overwhelm the psyche 
to distract from what’s been done to me 
an elopement risk 
please God just emancipate this
rights mean nothing here 
once you open your mouth to speak 
and they lose their civility 
can we combine science with love? 
so I won’t have to tell the pill pushers, 
“please don’t hurt me.”
I had been referring to myself passively 
they bruised and invaded 
flipped my life upside down 
but I never was one to sport a frown 
open land and a plan 
I wasn’t made for this industry 
how creative could a writer be?
yellow beds of straw 
a death reminder is all I’ll ever need
bones lovelier have been buried 
do I really have to pay you
to make all my dreams come true?
a quarter of the rotation through 
and I’ve heard a few owls hoo 
someday I hope to wake up with you 
sing and cook and dance too 
we won’t need anything new 
and I won’t have to keep writing the blues 
-Haylee R. Curry 
March of 2022