The Violence Now of Miss Anthropocene

The sound of “Violence”

I can feel it

 

Heavy-

Weight in

My stomach

 

Standing on

The ledge, again

 

Don’t move

Don’t slip

 

The poison running through

My veins, I feel it

Hurting me, helping me

 

Smells of

Pink plastic wig

Pretty pink perfume 

 

Pretty

Make me pretty

Don’t let me

Lose me

 

Pray to God I don’t

Lose this

 

Want to

Unzip the sky and

Leave this

 

But please don’t

Leave me

Alone here

In this

My waking nightmare

 

Sick world inside me

World sick outside me

 

Hair between my

Fingers, it never stops coming

Never stops

Leaving

 

“Violence/ Violence”

 

Taste the saline

Make me sick

12 pills and

Start the red one

Start

The bad one

Begin the drip

  

“You wanna pay me back”

Is this pay back?

 

Nighttime ride

Home, passing under

Stoplights

Green

Green

Green

Go

Don’t want to go, but

Going under

Drugged-dream eyelids

Heavy

Heavy

Help me

No one can

Help me

 

"Baby it’s violence/

But you can’t see what I see”

 

cancerfree versesurvivor

◄ Lucky Girl

A Year Ago, Tomorrow ►

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