Saturday, September 7

In my head, my imitations of famous people are always spot on.


Are we not young?
Do our fingers not bend and break
and heal without flaws?
We are free.

Here is a friend. He is old.
He will not go out.
He will not ask for more money.
He will not pollute without reason.

Isn't it sad?

He has declared his land.
He has invested in something else.
He has admitted that sprinting while hiking
is unpleasant. For children and pets.

Look at us!
We are totally free.
We've got nothing going on!

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