07.07.2022 | the heartcode

07.07 i fucked it. i watched two heartcode days pass me, and i couldn't bring myself to mint. it's not that i didn't write, but that i resented putting those words on chain. poetry is, in so many ways, an admission: admission of love, admission of guilt, admission of pain, admission of sorrow, admission of secrets, admission of self. poetry is how i admit my ugly, in a beautiful way. and it's become harder to admit the ugly with the practice done in public. the pressure to write, create, mint, feel, share, and provide has paralyzed me. in one poem, (that i promise you'll soon read) i describe my feelings: roses on the outside, razor blades on the inside. i fucked it and i owe you: ...View all