talking, mumbles from a distance
all ran together into mess
me, in a daze
swallowing footballs for the courage to face the day.
Fake love
Too tired to LOVE
easy to hide.

Eyes.
Cutting me deep
telling me a million different things
hate
disgust
but also tears of appreciation
for my appreciation.

bless the food.
looking around at all eyes closed
they're praying to an imaginary god
not me though
eyes open.

alone.
things change.
i want to be here.
i dont want to be here.


Lets celebrate!
how the white man stole
killed
lets eat
wheres the turkey???

lets thank GOD for this holiday
filled with such love

oh yeah, lets not forget the death