hubris of responsibility
bereft of gifts
lacking energy to respond
Poor, shallow thinkers abound
yet we insist on mollifying their
shouts of equality, absorbing into
their sloppy, squishy discourse
Make America States Again!
Gave it all away for love
Let my life be paved by fictionhs
Nothing left to give (never expected
an end like this)
No bright blessings call
Empty space absorbed as pain
because I gave it all
Nothing but empty days, drugged out nights
Condemned to oozing rights, rites that
never quell the pain
Not punishment for shame – no blame
our run replaced, fit to this crumbling cage.
Don’t You Feel Sick Too?