when you were born

i thought i heard a whisper
coming through the trees
was it you talking to me?
outside of the leaves

holy the human animal
coming down from the trees
it was you, coming to me

coming out of night-terrors
electric light and stun-guns
baptized in the wars of
machiavellian autocrats
who want for too much
ice sculptures and learjets

trinket traps,
manufactured barriers
that separate and keep us apart

you, the soft-bodied vermin
of binge and vomit,
leave me pockmarked
with your poison cesspools

at your invisible hand
i know the violation
frequent, fractured & broken
you lay me down to waste

why can’t we play today?

the time when you dreamed
of flint and fire
of the sky god and stars
i nurtured you

now look,
you lock yourself away
in artificial life
ignore my cries of anguish

my depression runs deep
fracking to the surface
thoughts of suicide

will i always be like this?
will i ever be given, the time to heal?

have you forgotten?
planets are born and die
just like people

i need you to return,
from whence you came
—return to the trees
and take with you, your knife
from out my side of twilight

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