Something Down There Stinks

moonsneeze

Something down there stinks.

like a backed up bus station toilet in Toledo at three in the morning

like leaking pipes dripping on
food from the school cafeteria
crumbling infrastructure
ultraviolence

like a closet full of modern day Nazis
getting their freak on now that the clown is in town
brown shirt invasion

supreme perverts
canonized in bronze
because it’s a superfun time to be a villian

Something down there stinks
from 400 years of festering and suffering and war and taxes
is it dead people or do I smell orange

I want to smell roses but there’s a hand holding my face to the stench

I would like to create something good
About good, borne from old fashioned beauty, but

My outrage has threatened my voice and my soul. To be outraged is to be paralyzed. To feel hatred to such a degree is a threat to my own humanity.

We are tossed into the void with nothing to hold. There is no one to lead us through this morass, not this time. You are on your own. Never in history has it been more vital to know who you are and what you are about. Define yourself and act accordingly. Do not complain that you don’t matter; that you won’t be heard. You will be heard if you scream. Scream.

VOTE.

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