Bravo
to those
privileged enough
to get it perfectly the first go ’round
families
affirming
of my great regrets –
she didn’t have
the choice
not a regret of hers?
release that
however it works
Years
of therapy
working
on
that
propaganda fucks with my head
deconstructing
bizarrely
pastored the same churches
parents still there
wish I were strong enough
not to care
but I’m not.
See “The Messenger Project” for some context on this entry
defying atrophy 