Because I’m so damned pissed at the world right now. That’s why.
Q: So what the hell’s been—
A: Shhh. We’ll get back to that sometime soon. Meanwhile, here’s a thing that happened after my general revulsion at all the horribleness (and horrible people) in the world started doomscrolling through an entire feed of inspirational self-aggrandizing IG poetry:
the right to bare limbs
on my days off
i head to the woods to think.
also: to train the trees to fire semi-automatic rifles.
if the day ever comes,
i want them to be ready to defend themselves.
Ask a Stray Dad 
I’m not sure if this post is frightening or enlightening– either way I kind of like it.
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I feel like “poetry” is best left open to interpretation…
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