is this the way things are or just a
mood perhaps a virus or depression
over the political and social fiasco
my beautiful country losing its soul
or am I happy why yes I think I am
though old and older as the symptoms
multiply the bloodblister spots on arms
disintegrating skin on precious fingers
this is the way things are and I can
think about it how I like but not escape
time nipping my heels while I dance
at my own funeral laughing in triumph
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