Out of Love

hammer in ebony and corroded iron nails —

out of love,

you clobber us to the ground

to help us stand


microchips and monitor screens —

out of love,

you dictate our every move

to show us how to have our own minds


bullhorns and amplifiers —

out of love,

you howl at us for not pinning up our straitjackets

so we look appropriate to you


meretricious persiflage —

out of love,

you keep us in chains in a forced order

so no one can escape The Eye


invisible tapes and shades of red —

you put on a mask of maturity.

look: your ridiculous atrocities are leaking

out of love,


I ought to thank you.


Originally Published: 26 Jul 2015

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