You do not-
Have- to accept
Your lot in life

Even if it is all-
That had ever-
Felt right

The neighbors dog hit by car
Down the block dragged for four more
Twentyfour ****** overdoses six deaths
Half-life response time of paramedics 4 minutes
Medicinal cabinet next to the microwave
A whole four shelves
“You’d just get sick if you took that whole thing
You wouldn’t even die, just wish you had.”
Public programming on twenty-eight channels
An attack on US soil post 9/11, it’s not even them
9 mo. Infant ***** to death
petition for the murderer to be publicly hanged
who would be the executioner
as the mother remains unconscious
on the sidewalk down the street
neighbors dog hit by car
dragged for four more

He stood up to the lion
that roared inside me
had eaten men who had coaxed
her longer and more

He was firm
with reason
was not locked in the cage

And this time
she purred

You are
such art
I wish
I painted you first

hovering your foot
over pool water
wondering how deep
cold unknown wonderous
it can possibly be

if they dive right in
why can't I?

I want to kiss you with
Wet
Sloppy
Tongues
Grab the back of my hips
Rough
Calloused
Fingertips
And play me like the strings I watch you
Pluck
Caress
And press
Deeply in to, my hands drew over your
****
Illuminated
Body
I painted you in my mind over and over in
Picasso
Gogh
Steadman
And when you woke I stared into your iris
Smoke billowing out the French cigarette
I have never felt so loved
As
With
you

Dense cream for invisible stretch marks
Marking and paving the road your body changed its ways
So have you, the way you see yourself
Cellulite emerging from the cell phone you drown in
Even in pools of commercials that are ankle deep
Make your lips better by damaging them, hell even inject
Yourself with something like a ****** it’ll get you high
On lack of self-awareness and they say the beautiful people feel
The most shame
Get more plump here and anorexic here asking how long does
Food take to digest so you know the timer on the clock before
Exploding yourself from within
The clock is ticking to another rhythm and you have alarms set
Before the actual alarm
you’re craving something so insane so real
So tangible or so it seems from airbrushed porcelain characters
They have just a mask on I’m sure they Photoshop the smile
For every single ******* one of those pictures framed ecstatic
Numbing process, they grab a little piece from everyone
It’s a collage of insecure little girls and smaller adults
Marketing its child exploitation *****
One day we’ll have the perfect person
They assume
We’ll change to be what they ask
A chameleon with neurotic behavior wondering if it could lose a few
Most of us have lost more than just that