PTSD

some gifts we graciously accept
, some gifts we are bludgeoned
with: in the case of home invasion
, they launch an attack (a baseball
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& propane tank whacked
across the head: these ppl
are stupid…they won’t
ever understand: i shan’t
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down, not when faced w/
their ugliness. their terra
form violent porn of pos
-session is their own to
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. knots bind, tie contracts to
this. i’m finding painc flash
-backs tacked to the inside
of my mind: is this really
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. big words like brave are nothing about
which to rave when disco schizos go
sicko in your very own place, even if
you do lock the front gate. now, leaving
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, i hunch like aunt cora stealing a paint
-ing as i imagine them laughing as if
partying, calling out i got the little cunt
. that cunt is you: bleeding, i turn
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