no more periods/ war is not patriotic
i’ve stopped ending poems with periods i’ve stopped writing in phrases i don’t have a reason life is messy but
i want it to go on and on so i no longer
end it when it spills onto the page
today they attacked ukraine, i mean
russia did they attacked ukraine i don’t know why really
i've never known war or really why it must
happen they say
we are in a historic moment
we are always in a historic moment i've realized but this one is marked by war
war is not patriotic
i've read that somewhere on a
blue flyer my history teacher’s board
war is not patriotic you are not doing a service
by killing your brothers it is always your own blood you spill
always your kin
i have not known war nor do i want to
i have not known death nor do i want to i know i live on top of the corpses
though
i do not want others to know war
what does the world care what i want
today russia invaded ukraine they killed civilians they said
bodies lying in the street
these are normal people
lying they are
not resting
they are dead
we are left to imagine
we are always left to imagine
America, o land of the free
my hands are tied
there’s nothing we can do
there is nothing we can do but
we know those that are fighting
through our instagram feeds at least
i am not a historian but i find this
fascinating
i find it dreadful
lord, let me close my eyes
i don’t want to see this please i don’t want to know
if i’m like this i chuckle if i’m like this now imagine what i will be like on the battlefield useless probably
female weak pliable the first to die
this generation is so ungrateful
do you mean happy? is that what you mean?
i don’t want to fight a war and i don’t want anyone else to either
can't we all drink kombucha and meditate?
can’t we do a facemask together?
i’ll make the avocado toast if you grab the cucumber
russia invaded ukraine it is the first move of many i’m guessing
either we kill ourselves or
either we kill ourselves slow or all at once
i’m crossing my fingers for slow, myself
i’m crossing my fingers for those in ukraine
for those in russia, too, the men the women the children
they’re dying and i don’t have the right to speak
maybe the force of my will can change that
maybe if i step over the cracks in the concrete
maybe if i never go under the wrong side of the ladder
and toss the salt over my shoulder
maybe they’ll survive and putin putin! will declare
“nevermind, guys, i give up”
this is too casual but i’m scared and i don’t know how else to say
“this is another tragedy, but it’s preventable”
“this is terrible, horrible, a barer to come”
“i feel useless and guilty and there are people dying and i don’t know how many or to what extent and i’m scared i’m terrified”
“how can we trust our leaders when it’s so easy to lie?”
and
“who can i trust to tell me the reality?”
i mean for wars of oil maybe the public consciousness will turn its head
for people not white and of different descent
but for russia, for ukraine
we’ve seen too many james bond movies, we know this won’t end well
no, i don’t think this will end well
at least not as well as we hope