you need trauma as an excuse for creativity

its the game we play

our emotional display

pleading for more pleasure

taking with any measure

stifled mental expansion

wanting more than our ration

spitting spite from our heart

just doing our prospective part

following words that aren’t our own

claiming land not ours as home

as disease, we spread

as humans, exhausted

phlegm hocked  from throat

excrement displaced and remote

can we reinvent the mirror?

to the past we must peer

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