No More by mindgallery
> A poem’s worth less than a box of zip lock bags
> made to temporarily preserve the assorted
> perishable goods we collected
> over a lifetime
>
> and the sound of music made me sad not
> because i forgot how to
> dance
>
> but because i didn’t want to
> anymore
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And here we lay lying torn apart and rearranged
in this land of strange combustible
mercy
again
And BTW fuck the NRA . mindgallery . twitter
BTW NRA
fuck the dance and
i didn’t want
a poem’s sad mercy
anymore
>>>
and here
zip lock bags preserve the collected goods of a lifetime
to the sound of music rearranged
to a worth less box
made temporarily made
over me
we
>>>>
not because i forgot how to
but because
we lay
torn apart and perishable
again
in this strange land
of assorted combustible lying
>>>>
