ngnm

: NO GODS, NO MASTERS

never
said i
for the last time

befriend
that throbbing
parasite feasting
on your trust in
the dusty corner
of a forgotten room
u once called home

that life
no longer
belongs to u
and if it does
i shall abandon
this for the
perfection
of that

u are weak
& i am sick
of watching
u die everyday

of watching
u pick thru
the stinking
sludge of your
vomiting past

margaret sanger,
i must apologize
for the willingness
of my companions to
slide into the mouth
of conformity

plz forgive
our incubation
.... we're just not ready.