I'm not in the mood to be poetic or eloquent about it.
I'm just plain pissed off.
I'm pissed these selfish, antimask, covid denying fucks are causing children to die.
I'm pissed that our so-called "progressive president" is dragging his feet and proving that once again, Democrats are just fucking pushovers.
I'm pissed that my newborn nephew has to be in the hospital.
I'm pissed that I lost my house.
I'm pissed that I keep getting rejection letters back from publishers.
I'm pissed that poetry is so popular but so bad right now.
I'm pissed that there is no god.
I'm pissed that I ran into two exes at one party.
Fuck eloquence, fuck affectatious tones.
What I feel, I write, and right now, I feel like a burning white-hot coal of "Fuck off World! There is no God!"
At least I did. Now that I typed all that out, I feel a lot better...