Tuesday, October 3, 2017


We are a confused species.
We have genital herpes.
We have ginger genes.

We killed cousins we mated.
We still loathe who we've dated,
Hate to say we're apes,

Apes translated. We're freedom
If what freedom means
Is the freedom to enslave.
We are a confused species.

We stand on our precipice
Knowing every life
Came before us went over
Or stayed with us. I hate it.

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