face

my face is a cage

and the doves inside are suffocating

in a pile of their own shit

 

my arms are broken wings

and their featherless forms are useless

useless useless useless

 

my legs are stones that hold me down

and they are the one thing keeping me

from drifting off into space

 

i am the water that the frogs drink when they are thirsty

i am the so-called evil in the vaccines

i am the liberal woke mind virus

 

when will the time come for me to be human

Hexagon

ender

VT

18 years old

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