in honor of dishonorable jim

walden freemanwalden freeman Posts: 511
like me,
you snuck away to see them do well
at falling down each stairwell
in each adjacent house of every neighborhood
where fireflies imitated in record time
nebulas turning to supernovas turning to black holes
each dictionary contradicted another
fans buzzed on ceilings, pies cooled on windowsills
the suburbs were perfect and perfectly lit
you hid under the beds of fallen heroes
wrote to yourself letters of forgiveness
but didn't do enough to untie the noose
let freedom ring churchbells . . .
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