I am prepared now For all the screaming children 


I am prepared now
For all the screaming children 

I know how
Sensitive the strings can be

What it is to club the rain
Wrap my arms around it 

I choose my gods every morning
Cookies, sun, baking soda and light
Today, this minute
Now 

Over and over
Never the same 

There are waffles in the streets
Protein falling from the sky 

Silver squirrel chases
on every corner
Free plastic bags 

I am developing strong 
relationships 
With other poets 

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