somewhere in the past I was pulled onto the ground of snow with blood coming out and said 'can you believe I made it?' with no one around

Renee Good, Jan. 8, 2026. As a poet I think you would have understood

 

they crushed a human, a woman, a mother's head puncturing it open with the same worshipped shell and handle that hangs over the head of every citizen who wants to live

point blank declaring ‘she was nothing at all, after all’

when you question and are clear eyed about authority

 you are labeled at the propagandist media meeting hall ‘nothing at all’

gator masked life-is-at my-last-chance watched her crashed car

the citizen paramedics threatened with ‘you’re next!’

the usual audience on the 21^st century apocalyptic apps applause as usual

as usual as big comedy

as heartful filled laughter as thunderous applause ‘she was nothing after all’

the crowned antichrist narrates that the aspiring serial killers of the borderlands were running and demanding their life 

he commands ‘Be proud! Stand! Fight! My little solider vermin I hate you all but remember to pay me with crypto for your loyalty :)

Laughter and Applause!

‘Yes, our daddy! Our king! My face is crying for your sword, it is sparkling!’

‘Yes, tread on me!’

‘No, me first!’

‘Please sir continue treading on all our fellow citizens’

‘We your peasants remember like clockwork to grip and grit tight our favorite constitutional right, the shell and handle that hangs over the head of every citizen who wants to live, but who cares about them only god forgives, father’

The networks wire the script

do not stand and do not forgive mothers who chose not to worship the authoritative father and husband  if they don’t get back into the casket of the kitchen

plead for at least a third child to be screamed into life from a virginal bed

and heaven forbid the forgiveness and humanity of an artist?

A bible paper mâché contortionist?

 ‘God she asked for it’

 ‘Grok put fentanyl in her hand and her in a bikini and a knee on her neck that will smoke those rats out to protest that and then we can light them up!’

 ‘Light them ICE Light them!’

Laughter

Applause

Conservative script phantom writers and boardmen agree ‘she was nothing at all’

The demonic screed of a loveless jigsaw morals and face, who mouthfucks and vacuums the anti-Christ, a stammering hammered piggy squealing ‘LIVES DON’T MATTER!!!!’

don’t forget the liberal hit list death squad account parroting and morse coding ‘kill, kill, dox, dox, die, die’ LLIK MEHT LLA

mourn the blood and psyches that were scrabbled because they couldn’t deal with questions and discomfort that world they left it all behind

they are hypnotized awake appearing as any other day smiling among us thinking ‘lives don’t’ matter at all’

‘llik mhet lla’

‘it’s a shame she died but she shouldn’t have been there anyway, you look at the police the wrong way you got to pay’

All our citizens and lives held hostage for a worshipped border held together by a handle and a shell

If I had known how long I would take I would have changed

 

 

 

 

Whoever you wish to be, you better grab it fast