My words become as bitter as medicine

Journeying my throat in hopes of re-emerging as something beautiful; encouraging

How wrong am I; the hopeful

Stages and street corners; befalling ears of the ignorant; refusal

Rose glasses hide ink-stained flesh beyond the boundaries of wallets and purses o’ plenty

History repeats daily; new faces, new tunes, but scars persist through generations

DNA

Evolution only occurs on Tuesdays

Have you noticed?

Chipping away America’s tainted skeleton to birth creatures anew

Bones of exile, murder, disease, slavery, and weaponized religion

Kyle Ren philosophy: let the past die, kill it if you must

Speed it up, children

In the most poetic way imaginable, this is why you shouldn’t fuck your cousins

Preach truths, toke jokes, and shoplift Amazon.



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