headlines buzzing rolling in on schedule right on times wapo huffpo cnn shaking quaking rhythms making dissonant vibes let's meet the new news! sells just like the old news same old blame old flame of war deploying arms: lethal or "merely" verbal? she's a liar he's a monster feckless reckless lazy mean innocent? then why’d he run? had it coming every one of t h e m always salting one another's wounds constructing rusted shells around our hearts so we don’t feel each other so we don’t feel anything at all but darling you and i gaze into brighter human landscapes undivided by these chasms so what have we got to lose if this ruined world should end? days like this i cannot say why we still shed our blood still weep our stinging bitter tears fortifying shoring up this pre-apocalyptic dystopia shall we burn it to the ground?
Monthly Archives: March 2019
i’m sorry
i think
i must have hurt you
my friend
if only
by reminding you
of agony
of past injury
committed
by another
and making
that dormant wound
freshly raw
otherwise
there is no way that
you
you
with your heart like
warm oceans
could have cut me
so deeply
in turn