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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