you're not an icon

grey mid morning
trudge to a choice
gilt the freedom
resentment ices the pavement
windows don’t open
but the light and the space
it is enviable
quiet citizens
making do
i am ashamed because i ignore
ignore my luck and ignore the weather
i am a little rabbit of fortune
i ignore the need and the future
hold me in ur hand
oh you can’t
be smaller, please
you’re a girl,
u should be smaller

where i am