a slightly interesting bit cut from a great long horror shite wail that is otherwise remaining completely hidden
…
the apple sheets and the feds
the secrets and the lies
the things that you do not tell children
but carefully explain how they are
too young to understand
and then forever leave it at that
assimilate and learn through childhood
one was pregnant with ideas but adulthood
became a desert where challenge
is craved but you no longer appreciate it
no longer needing to replicate self
no need to expand the empire
and then late in the day
when its dusky and things start to feel
still you jump up and decide to start
the wheel turning again
to make it rotate and burn again