I could barely get myself out, let alone all of us. (Circa 2004)

Posted on by under old, poetry

Running and flapping over green grass
Flapping and pacing the isolation room
Laughing, crying, screaming
I see you everywhere
I wish I could have made
A world that wanted us
Failing that
I hope you can know
Beyond fear, hate, and despair
In the deep places most people avoid
Is the love that will help you survive

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