P L E A S E

Repetition is what gets me to vomit
because it exists in all the wrong places.
Because I mean, I walk on these two feet every single day
if you don't keep your body kept you lose it
the flesh and the bones inside of that start to smell
and it boils and turns and slurpes around through those skimpy little arms of yours.
and these red underlines are just as common as any punctuation
and any plaque on my front teeth that have been there for weeks on end.
the smell of peanut butter in between my two fingers from that last cigarette are a reminder of my repetition.
i talk the same
i look the same
i shout the same
i sneeze the same.
well fuck me, America
for I am no different
than your little 12 year old "teenagers"
and every other snow flake that hits the ground in the frigid winter
because snow flakes
aren't different.
because I am not.

[define different]
f
fo
for
fo
f

for i am no different
than any of these serial killers
or waves
or smoke rings.

I cannot be
for I am un-intelligent
and un-appreciated
and pointed at
and lurked behind
and shouted at
and pushed.

I AM A WALKING

human

that

wants

OUT

OF

H E R E