It’s that I’m thirsty, but can’t afford to drink
It’s when I’m hungry, but don’t have any food and can’t afford to get more
It’s being stuck in pain and depression and being unable to fix that for myself
It’s like the only thing I can afford is shelter
If I never move,
Ever again
Somehow
Living in nothing
And I spend what I don’t have because for just a second
I pretend I can afford coffee
I pretend I can afford to play video games
And it’s not fair because I hate it
Hate money
I don’t want it but I need it to participate in this disgusting game in order to
Live?
Oh being disabled isn’t expensive except the $80 I spend to have a kind of functional heart a month
Eat?
Enjoy anything?
I wish I could exist without currency
In a place where needs are met
In a place where we take care of what we have around us
Our Mother
My Dear Sun
I’m sorry that place is somewhere you may not see
I pray it will be
Maybe it’s just somewhere I won’t see
Everyone acts like they’re struggling as much as I am
But they’re all sitting around expecting the government that created this in the first place to fix it
Oh but maybe, just maybe, if we put an alt right con in power he’ll do something!
Because conservatives have such a good track record for not being paid off by the people who are benefiting from this mess
Frankly I’m terrified but resigned
Nothing I can do about the clay dolls
Imagine someone as broken as me being able to do anything
Imagine me having a persona and being
Being something
If I could just stop all of this
Really they’re just animals
Being animals
Wouldn’t it be spectacular if they could shed the animal?
And stop this themselves
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