I feel like I
Under a gun of some sort of silver
Some sort of metal
Sheet or steel or something -
I and he
The both of us
We
Will pick out pens and colored pencils,
Keyboards linked to Microsoft
Word to
La mama, the drama of teenagers in the city,
Her slaughtered father,
Her non-comprehension.
If you can write of the non-comprehension,
Is it not mislabeled?
I felt like I was flying too
I felt like I was leading them
The sheep into the slaughter
The many, and the fodder of cattle,
Of death’s many battles,
Why bother.
I cried daily trying to answer that one -
My mother
My brother
My friend
My father
My fault for not predicting what would happen
You’ve seen too many movies.
Some sort of metal
Sheet or steel or something -
I and he
The both of us
We
Will pick out pens and colored pencils,
Keyboards linked to Microsoft
Word to
La mama, the drama of teenagers in the city,
Her slaughtered father,
Her non-comprehension.
If you can write of the non-comprehension,
Is it not mislabeled?
I felt like I was flying too
I felt like I was leading them
The sheep into the slaughter
The many, and the fodder of cattle,
Of death’s many battles,
Why bother.
I cried daily trying to answer that one -
My mother
My brother
My friend
My father
My fault for not predicting what would happen
You’ve seen too many movies.