platitudes
bring me your huddled platitudes
seeing is believing but what we saw what transpired
expired unhookthefuckingwires life support deathdeniers
pacifiers don’t get me started too late
deathbed experiences are always intense surreal events not
for sissies i have midwived a few and my studies have found
birth in reverse the quiet +peace after the thrashing and blood
it is us left gnashing +gutted who must be stitched back together
without anesthesia unless you count don julio +kush pull yourself
up by the bootstraps i actually barked this at my old mother the other
day and i’m not even sure she remembers he’s gone but then neither
do i now splayed for all to see the love and rage that used to be between
me and my god
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Winter 2018 ..sostickyourplatitudeswherethesundon’tshine..
songanddancegirl 