I can’t leave the tape.

All this death
murder, bullshit
and nothing ever changes
it just gets covered over
slightly altered
we just tape up the losses
word it differently
place more laws
justifying our differences
and the only thing different
are the outer appearances.

All this death
all this hate
all this love
amounts to nothing
because we just keep taping it up
the clearer the better
so we can see it still
and yet we cannot.

Being berated by the political
as if a vote counts
if I’m voting for a human
I cannot trust it
anymore than myself
because these brains of ours
they’re never lacking in bias
never seeing it all
always hiding parts of the info
because all of it is difficult.

If we accepted it
we’d do nothing
but leak of tears
shaking at the thoughts
shaking at the power
because power is taking
and taking is the rights of another
and I can’t leave the tape.

I won’t fill the holes
I want to tare them open
I want to talk about it
I want to know it
I want to hear it
I want to remember
I can’t fix it
I can’t erase it
although I can keep from repeating
I don’t want to be the monster
that is this skin
because it is only skin
that wraps around bone
and it is nothing
because all our brains
are pink and squishy.

Thanks for reading.
-Temperamentally Tina