untrustworthiness in that pit,
they’d literally put me under a bus,
there’s no trust,
in truss.
even the blanks ain’t sure,
anymore.
I’m white, but not right,
“..scarred like a clown..”
“..something not bright enough to take down?.”
race is important to them,
they use this arbitrary quality
dictate their dictates.
so be it,
“..we call them racists..”
“..fascists, fanatics, misogynistic lunatics!.”
they deserve to be at the margins,
they’re views are criminal,
“..we need their laws, eh?.”
they’re views run stuff.
we let them, they win,
it’s a war between the meek and the wrong.
meek in that we seek,
peaceful solution at least.
“..do you dance?.”
“..I saw the fae once..”
“..the dark fae of the night..”
“..so simple, so bright..”
“..so deadly in their spite..”
“..the dance is no secret..”
science only sees what’s out there,
it has no idea of the universe in here.
the vastness of the emptiness,
“..the music of the sexiness..”
the duality that destroys freedom,
“..the endless suffering tedium..”
free yourself while you can,
“..put my fire out, man..”
in the scorching of our land,
oil barons and their clans.
“..will call us pansies..”
“..ham sandwiches..”
“..vomited with blood..”
don’t like blood much,
bit weird to touch,
prefer life to keep it’s life,
“..prefer the cycle to carry on?.”
as humans we know
“..we’re special..”, we crow.
is gender human,
do animals care?
“..there are dogs that stare..”
“..little hole for a peepshow..”
“..old lipstick on a chair..”
“..dirty scoundrel, old throne..”
“..biggest fucking bone!.”
some call them demons,
maras of the mind,
something special,
something unkind,
“..let them lead from behind!.”
“..duality stinks big..”
“..venerated pig..”
“..look at the porker..”
“..mouth full of water..”
“..like their brains are most with..”
now don’t get me wrong,
their trusses aren’t strong,
they’re fighting little racists,
“..by being one of them!.”
do you believe it?
“..do I fuck!.”, shit!
they have no integrity,
full of cruelty,
by definition.
are you christian?
maybe church of england?
I’m not, “..but I like tea and clots..”
they’re fine, “..do you spy..”
“..your people are dying..”
“..the leaders ain’t crying..”
“..they ceased to care..”
“..they just stare..”
and stare.
it’s all they can do,
“..they’re incompetent fools!.”
“..why don’t we have an elected medical professional in charge of the department of health?.”
“..blasphemy! now say sorry..”
make me, “..mine’s warm beer and curry..”
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