Nothing Left to Learn
It’s not as if I hold out hope for you,
I’ve known you since forever, after all,
A clown, a charlatan, a scowl, a rube,
The proof that every soul has far to fall.
And though you were not made of different stuff,
Skin and eyeballs, nostrils, cheeks, et cet,
I am, each day, appalled by all you love,
For what you love I’ve not discovered yet.
You’re just a fucking monster.



Coming from Minnesota I appreciate this. ❣️ We are currently surrounded by monsters, but relearning everyday that caring for each other can defeat them.
Godspeed to all who won't be silenced or terrorized into inaction by the monsters among us.