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stumbling on these existential questions
watch out these men have guns
slinking past us speaking abbreviations
of the modern dialogue
it sounds so inarticulate i could go deaf listening
waiting for the poke the catch the sweet hook
that will take us by the throat and drain us of our strength
stop the nonsense [i don't care.]
who will protect you
i can't breathe this air
its getting far too heavy for me
put out the lights the sun has collapsed
unto the ozone apparatus
and now they're pasting foil halos
above their heads as if they're angels
[i don't believe] what this appears to be
smother the children in constant disallusions
preaching to be happy or suffer from abandon
actions lost from their control
a principal too cynical, too mininal for public schools
the story never changes
like a song stuck on repeat
Wow, I've read almost all of your poems, they're sooo, moving, and motivating... I mean, they're just.. so full of feeling, that I think I could never reach.
-Nicole