this is about capitalism

duty pulled a mountain along lesser used roads.
time was ill-spent preparing workers for the crossing.
they had to lift even higher to get across. meanwhile,
a crowd gathered. the process was protracted. we
are sorry for the inconvenience. consider the utility
of a hammer and smile. nevertheless, your story has been
discounted. you are an unlikely candidate for a solid career.

to work you must work. productivity measures a
soul and you don’t have kids so you’d best find
a path now. take a hammer to your smile and remake
the shape. are you pleasing? are you polite? if not,
please fix that first. other moves reflect animus.

remember, the previous rules have been
burned down. it was cheaper to move on than to
build new. the community won’t miss it.

a structure forms. we have set off, dragging
bones. i would like to survive. i would like
to build more.

The Poet Sees Her Ex at Pride

One day, I would like to be better than this.

Here is the truth. The waves always seemed gentle
after a storm. A percentage of the struggle, my friend
explained, has been traced back to that tendency of yours
to rewrite history.

I understand. We have all followed long roads
to justify desire, trying to shape familiar souls
and old shapes. Were you happy then? I wanted
to be happy then.

Nonetheless, the world spins. The ocean will
neither bend, nor quake. Only the words remain.

December 6, 2025