The prickle of his lips electric
His imminence as he comes in the room
I never knew
The safety of his arms around me
This thumb against my cheek
Why is there no justice?
Why is there no justice?
I don’t see it
Do you?
If he did it the system he was forced to live in for almost two decades created a murderer
That’s the title isn’t it?
Well who did it?
Was it the people who put him in a cage for eighteen years just to say
Oops sorry we made
A mistake
Forgive us?
Where is the justice?
If it happened
They made it
You sit with me quiet
Listen to the rain
Leaning against the edge
Standing before the frame
I heard you coming
One
Justice
Two
My ears are ringing
Three
Jupiter
So shot through the heart
And then a whisper
I wish the truth was so easy
That humans aren’t capable
Aren’t probable
Wouldn’t do it
Recent history begs to differ
Ancient history begs us to stop
There’s something wrong with it
There has to be
Watch the conveyor belt of society
You’re good?
You’re well?
You’re able?
You’re “normal?”
Continue on the belt forward and if you stay in your lane one way one way
Fingers on my neck
Are you sick are you sad are you broken are you depressed are you not able do you follow follow along and stay still?
Are you too smart? Too dumb? Too real?
Well then, please, step off if you will
Funneled into jail cells and poverty and not living so well funneled into failure into desperation and struggle and fear
There is no solace
For those people here
Not eugenics
Not exposure
My god they’re getting older
The children
When we finally kick them
Into the inferno
He forgives me
He’s always less forgiving of the other
My brother
And he doesn’t speak to him.
They can’t be in the same place.
But it’s a secret
I love you
I’m tired
I’m frustrated
I’m sore
I don’t want him to ignore me for one day more and my gods my head is so full of so much
It’s so broken
I hate it
It really is enough.
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