Gadsden Banana

I dreamt I wore a huge banana costume to a protest and carried this flag. The interview I gave to the reporter was very serious. I made sure to spell out B a n a n a   P e e l.

Summer projects

In a bid to simplify

to skewer the long to do

I hacked a rotting egg

And moved some stone

Momento Mori

If I go off the deep end 

Do not cry for me

Follow me or 

Let me drown alone

Life is short

It’s incomplete

A great mystery

And desperation threads the pieces of a wedding gown

In the void it’s pure black 

And there is not a sound 

But fear not my love

I’m still hanging around

We build our own prisons

We build our own prisons out of our expectations of the ones we love. We shackle ourselves as we bind those in our hope. We never know freedom because we refuse to allow theirs. 

Thus spake Jogadisha.

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