another poem
from another white guy

no revolution
in this one, no

and not because apathy is so strong
in this place
but because my words
feel straw-like now

the light
chases right through them


if I told you we took a wrong turn
would you back-pedal?

the same mistakes?

they come back, once given
from ivory teeth and wings
gone grey
now falling
in the slowest of motion

a tinkling of brass
with every bounce
now crashing
into a hell most uncertain,
tripping me when I read

oh clean my skull

is someone coming to do something about this?
only it isn’t soon enough

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