Two poems
t + 3
All winter:
oranges. Sliced
lemons.
Far-fetched fruits,
messengered
royally.
Day by day,
tossed the peels.
I lost count.
Post-Mortem for a Thoughts and Prayers
It was his mother because
she let him
cry they said it was that women
didn't like
weak jaws because she
left because she
stayed because
she didn't
make him feel like a man it was because his feelings
were hurt because his feelings
didn't feel anything they said she wouldn't give him you know what it was because man-to-man marriage
it was women wed to women wearing pants because men were supposed to wear the pants it was the bathrooms were under
attack because
no one spoke about jesus these days he was just a loner on the internet
because it was his constitutional right he
wouldn't stop defending himself because we needed more surveillance it was the
government should keep out of our homes it was nothing against them they should just go back to where they came because he's not racist he hates everyone equally he's not racist he's one of the family he only wants things back the way they used to be back when it was economic anxiety because we missed all the warnings it was a mental health problem it was triggers don't kill people every day people die accidentally because I’m safe when they deserved it he was always nice to me it’s not political it was the earth can’t feed all of us they’re trying to replace us we have to produce more babies the apocalpyse is
coming it was part of god’s plan because we all have our places because
they should have known to stick lower to the ground. |
because she women didn't because she because she because she his feelings his feelings she wouldn't give him it was women men were supposed to under attack he was just it was his he wouldn't stop himself we needed our home they should just they came everyone equally he's one of the they used to anxiety because problem people because I’m safe they deserved it to me it’s not all of us we have to produce more they should have known to |