If you soul is a meal, what’s on the plate ?

My soul likes soul food

Obviously

Even though my body is diabetic.

Even though my body is diabetic,

My sooooul really likes food

And will beg for it

Same time my stomach growling

Me tryna decide which one I’m gonna nourish first

And soul finds soul food

Finds it to be more fulfilling

Than anything my body has to eat.

My body on a diet

Cause the doctor said too much sugar in my urine

Too my salt in my blood

Too much fat around my heart.

But I like to eat

So

I been feeding my soul Octavia Butler

And wondering if the next obvious step in evolution is an alien invasion

or how I can stop using plastics all together.

While my body thinks Octavia goes good with fried chicken and potatoes wedges

My body had tuna for breakfast but my soul feed on Tank and the Bangas

Had poetry as a snack and used the snare line to pick my teeth

My soul is insatiable

My body be too

But she ain’t allowed to gorge

And soul is belly roll laughing

While body eating skinless boneless chicken

I however give my soul whatever the fuck she wants though

She ask for a day off work, I give her that

She wants to see a late night movie that is sure to keep her awake too late, I give her that

She is scared and lonely and would prefer to sit in the rain just to feel alive, I give her that too

I remind her she ain’t gotta limit herself like body does

She can fly free

Feel full

Find fulfillment

She a spit fire, my soul

Always doing the must and not enough at the same time

I am always doing the most and not enough at the same time

I hate that about me

Like I spent two hours getting dressed and redoing my makeup just to sit my ass in the audience and not say shit to nobody

Or how I can’t go into places and take up spaces that would otherwise be paid for but I’m sitting here for free

Like I know it’s an open mic at a restaurant but it’s still a restaurant and who lets a waiter sit them and not buy shit

Would they expect a tip if I told them my soul was hungry and is about to order the menu

Or what I mean is my life feels empty so I’m coming to see other people feel

Or that it’s kinda sad that my soul and my body existing on two different planes

I was hoping they’d bound over a meal

Body sipping unsweet tea

Soul sipping Nao

We talk about how it’s all the same

And we wish one could feel full off the other