Friday, July 27, 2018

day FIVE HUNDRED and FIFTY FOUR


What’s so surprising to me
(but maybe shouldn’t be)
is how many apparent
zombie-like people
are walking around
in the dark today,
regurgitating words they
don’t really believe, deep down,
planting their feet,
tilting their heads,
feeding on the brains
of a leader who sows
discord, enmity, and the
bitter seeds of an
underground hate.

One thing you learn
when you grow up in a
family like mine is
how to spot a bullshitter,
how to discern the lie,
how not to become
a zombie feeding on
fear and deceit.

Thanks for the lesson, [redacted].

(Childhood Trauma Wins This Time)


--Rachel Toalson
                                                           

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