Poem, Genocide, Compliance, Unusually Grim
In Zero Ground
January 4, 2024
they said to me, be still
we want you to know what we are doing
to become conspiratorially aware
they said to me, be patient
our timelines in sand are luminous
your glass heart pours hours
they said to me, be silent
or be loud, indifference drives engine
it will make no difference
when I moved fast and neutral
they said criminal, said institutional
but I’d already vanished
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