Warning

“Warning”

Almost aligned I I alchemize my annihilated ancestry. Baby brother bear burned at the stake So I I cast catastrophic cards of currency. Exchanging our doom day for their eternal sunshine. Diving sometimes seems like divinity So I I forget fate, cause destiny is so much more identifiable.

Gods giving great goodbyes Like highspeed handoffs. Or so these corporations say as they Monetize over imaginative idiots.

I lose my mind in confusion, I internalize introspection, I don’t even know why I Love lame laments of affection Minding men in mindless perception Moving north from my needy naughty heart With Othello or opioids or Oh what’s the difference

Me? I am I am Plotting pain in perseverance Pretending is my Addiction.

Shh.

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iAM POETRY 2020

iAM POETRY 2020

I think, I I question quarantine quite All the time Reminds me of remembrance Days of freedom Days in Summer, suspended in stupid Substances of truth Those long days, trialled together with members of my soul Under unreal understandings

I am very versatile I’m like women warriors both wrong and wright.

Think of what exists in life Like xrated xenophobia. You know yesterday I I, I, I

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iAM POETRY 2020

2020

WHERE THE ARTS AND HUMAN RIGHTS INTERSECT