generate

when your to-do list starts with enter a synaesthetic flow state
and ends with send that email you’ve been putting off
you start to wonder if undulating waves of desire &
successful freelancing may be directly opposed

if it’s even possible to feel all desire as one
overwhelming flood while still noticing anything—
when your friends start to ask when generative disorder
becomes less than generative, you start to wonder

what you’re actually generating versus simply
releasing into—watching the flames of your belonging
spark against the borders of the practical—wondering
if what’s beautiful will stay that way after you realize

that homework needs doing & texts need coherent answers &
unmemorized lines of tragedy won’t resolve themselves

mk zariel (it/its) is a butch/transmasc & neuroqueer poet, theater artist, movement journalist, and insurrectionary anarchist. it is fueled by folk-punk, Emma Goldman, and existential dread. it can be found online at https://linktr.ee/mkzariel, creating conflictually queer-anarchic spaces, and being mildly feral in the great lakes region. its writing commissions are open: https://www.chillsubs.com/user/mkzariel