I decided to not compete

I can’t compete

no one can compare to the awards acclaim and attributes of

AI

PR

and MFa

There is always someone better and the credits will scroll until the last fan leaves the theatre

I’ve won no awards

no claim to fame

not fancy in attire nor invited to the red carpet

I can’t compete

Running from this thing

to that one

towards a cracked window grabbing the sunshine before nightfall

Sipping on wine with delicate laughter at the joke told again and again over whipped cream and vanilla ice

I won’t keep up on tic tok

link-in

insta app

or the fast lane of get on board before the swells bring sharks to the shoreline

Sub culture rebel with no following of snap snap

Elegantly cacooned in an alternate reality where words have the power

and all worth lies in its work

I can’t compete

I tell myself to soothe this frustration at learning a new game that never gets the ball on the turf

Living in a snow globe of beauty observed and scandal revealed

piercing the lie bubble that compares this one to the same apple of a different shape

embracing the purple that I am