Time alone

I am writing to you, but not writing to you, a sketch, giving you time on your own, I’ll preserve the past days self-portrait

They want to be the ones who draw me for people to see, becoming more sloppy, arrogant, over the top, and abusive, as they do to people they can’t affect

But today alone, I take the pen back off them

In one day, the labels they have tried to place over my body, the sexual harrassment, has jumped from accusations of beastiality to bisexuality, back to beastiality, to dangerous obsession, crazy, to beastiality, atm, on this windy hour, child abuser again

All based on one person’s testimony against my own, and they that sexually harrass in false label attack, can’t see the spirit within

So, not taken on board, fall off my body once more, leave naked beauty, unadorned

In one day, they’ve tried to take my true love, make me homeless, set me up, threatened, harassed, publicly humiliated, committed family violence, and made false accusations against me, that change easily like their whim

That’s the world around me, a dark suburban landscape, with freak red eyes looking out from the town I’m drawn in

So, G, I’ve given you the day off, so I won’t tell you all that goes, from the negativity of the world, thru this weary head, I’ll give you time alone, in your own self portrait, from my own, to rest

There are many ill forces that counter god/dess’ good cause-effect

In your time off, beloved, be aware you’re always loved, a love that counters the forces’ ill-effect

With good people like you, I find myself granted-blessed with god/dess good cause-effect, and, meantime, I’ll do what I do best, carry that effect, into my day alone, place from my heart, onto my sketch, love a smile-positive