juneteenth

not every day i'm alone do i feel lonely
but today i'm alone and i feel lonely
and so i eat greasy cheesy snacks
and wear thick gray woolen socks
i look out windows and think about you
i draw bubble baths and forget to take them
til they're chilly and bubble-popped
nothing holds my attention
but everything attracts it
not every day i'm alone do i feel lonely
but today i'm alone and i feel lonely

even hate. let it be

your self-prophetic cancer
hate me slowly - each and every second from now til you decide to die
and it's so futile being born and reborn
every century or so
to love or to hate me
to be polarized by me
instead of listening to the cicadas who know how to be
so peacefully viciously cicadaly free
just cicadaly cicadaing next to peaceful ol' me

it's never the flame
that kills the moth
it's the moth

jumping. into. the flame.

it's always
always
always
the moth that kills the moth

...

peace monster
i told you
don't bite - don't chew
blissfully
ignorantly
thee

chained to the cancer of hating the free

make it

you and me,

we got this
nonverbal

and this

drive

to make it
everything

even

verbal