the state of the world engulfed by anfractuous America

Boxed in this filament of excrement by insouciant eyes and caring guise of Americanism

Here she is 91 92 next month how did it ever get to this-if she lost her mind at least she wouldn’t  know what was going on-being treated like a lump of meat. That’s all she is. Serving out her time to keep people in jobs-this could be for years-it’s all numbers she thought-life is a number she’s a number an inconsequential 1.

the state of the world engulfed by anfractuous America
the state of the world engulfed by anfractuous America

Her mother told her-‘your birth was a hot and cold time of expulsion-it was a time from-a mouthy slobbery kiss-in with his penis and creation was planted:you the unwanted result’.

She was 1 of 14 and 6 dead.

The life she had was a callous one never quite sure of her footing.

SINK SWIM

She was a shift shaker appeasing to the call of the piper-her first step at 2 meant life was in your own hands. A creatoreen of a child with dark hair and grey blue eyes thin cheeks fat hands and a meek slap me I’m bold smile-I’m bold.

How she came to be in this God forsaken place she’ll never know-many a talk was had with her 3 children-let me go-don’t let me persevere in this hell-when my time comes please take control don’t let me be swamped by comity pretenders- sweet mother of Jesus-now look at me-a roll over-wiped down-fingered-breast caressed by those in charge.

This place was hell disguised as heaven.

PLEASE PLEASE

Her mother told her how she was-and wasn’t when she was a small girl-how true any of it was out of that bitter mouth she didn’t know.

She knew certain things-she knew to shut up and put up-she knew her brothers liked sneaking their fingers inside her knickers-and one tried to put his penis in but it wouldn’t fit-she knew never ever to cry.

PLEASE LET ME GO

The entrance-the surroundings-the people-the dining room music playing from afar-more laughter- the deads focused stare on knitting and card playing-staff smiling and greeting her children with mouths wide like curloics-the net spread ready to catch their ignorance.

Your mother will love it here-

LIARS LIARS

Then Mercy showed up.

 

 

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.