in the House of Lords
we watched you hold court past the point of despair
your ministers deserting their posts
the podium propping you up like a stand
falling on your sword between general elections
night falls. the people cannot save you
somewhere in Kyiv Zelensky picks up a burner
to offer kind words and
help you rest #katyamills
to stop in yourself
the madness of the world
online and off
find what you stand for
tolerate disagreements
be properly outraged
and mostly passionate
able to voice what you care about
and why
#katyamills
they parade after a feeling
like they are saving unborn children
they drive for days in need of a fix
they take hormones and kill pills
so no unwanted creature roams the earth
what's right is not a destination you
can pinpoint on a map
it's a sonata
with countless variations
#katyamills
strapped into your cousin's 1966 Shelby Cobra
we rumbled charged and fishtailed up winding roads lined with sagebrush
to a haunted old town built into the side of the mountain
they had stepped off the sidewalks and walked the streets
a believer, you thrust the stick forward
redlined and smoked them all. terrified turning round i saw them
wave like lurching. untouched
beneath tall and solitary 19th century brick homes
and i knew #katyamills
strange living in the years before singularity
technology made things very comfortable
and AI had it out for us
she placed you in the least expected most compromised of positions
she tossed back another cosmopolitan she
exposed you for a charlatan
in the temple of the spirit
#katyamills
under a frothy sky of foam
we were going round and round
these arguments long lost sense
breath of life what i would take
and give. a moment just to live
#katyamills