unravelinG

by Chris Burton

Loathe this place.

Always showing up for dinner, forever on the menu.

Unspoken speeches turned tourniquet,

The Educator must entertain.

 

You cesspool of spiritual violence

A blasphemy incarnate.

You promise me an audience for oratory

Yet have no interest in others’ story.

 

I cactus here.

Remember.

Love sustain I.