Anti-Poem(s)

Enduring

just to say

we’re enduring

feeling

the bruises

on

my skin

I

just

want to

relieve the torture

I

don’t know how

all these

things

should end.


Maybe

that’s all

that this is

after all:

trauma and bondage and joy

maybe

that’s all

you can feel

after all:

just trauma and bondage and joy

Maybe

we should

try to heal

after all:

for sorrow is hard to avoid.


In shadows we find who we are

in darkness it becomes apparent

depression’s a lesson

in counting your blessings

just slow down

just slow down

just slow down

just

slow

down.


these are not poems

they’re stupid.

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