Day 11 of 30


i’m leaving america
is bad poetry
an addition to the library
of memes
another hashtag
retweeted for
at least four years
an overused though invisible
ellipsis attached to the end
to say
if but when and

oh what a cataclysmic shriek
staged by us performance artists
way too afraid to
quit jobs and pack bags

so we’ll do what we always do
climb into bed
pull the comforter up to our chins
night lights
stuffed animals
bedtime stories
about bombs and borders
and bullshit
slipping into sleep apnea
rapid eye movement
rolling over
eventually folding into fetal
with i’m leaving america
as pacifier in mouth
warmed from the notion that
the american dream
ain’t got nothing on
the american way


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