Alabama, 2019

Five months far along in the full belly of May;

it was a tongue-in-cheek spring, a true

false spring, a spring of myth and sick jokes;

they tore us out from inside of ourselves

with no sense of irony, they laughed in the face

of the choices we make, stealing and trading them

for indignities entire, a new world order, a precedent

written by Devils themselves.

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