i see that
the world would
be made better
if we
crossed i’s
but didn’t
cross me
*
it is a shame
that as children
we feel no shame
in reading to get lost
while as adults
we read to lose loss
*
i am a friend
of a revolutionary
who stole a car
without any gas
and cut her hair
but still brushes bangs
hands to head
in a habit that
is hard to break
like when she says
it’s all coming down
and she does
every night
beside me
weary with the gun worn
asleep but not silent
for her parents are next door
and they deserve a good night’s
rest
even if they aren’t friends
and if they are complicit in the system
that brought about her
in the same way we bring about
nothing
the in between of a
universe expanding into another
lives turning parallel
yet still touching
we hold one another
in a circle
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