what you went through when you went through hell
and lived to tell. by your living force by your spirit by your kindness
they will know
#katyamills
America today feels like the same old bedrock of world power we've maintained since the first world war. a hundred years old. in her shadow she feels like fury and sound under an amphetamine sky. stout moral fortitude condensed into some lone wolf capital minded lobbyist fighting a tide of rising interest rates and people who care about something other than money. amortized forms trapped within a threadbare atmosphere. thinning arguments floated to buy time to solve the latest imperial conundrum. underclothes made of petrol product as we pitch our protests high against fossil fuels... wondering how can we unpack it... formulaic disobedience left unpunished to our dismay. we come home to blackened soot of unbecomings, where before was pastoral beauty. our unified material focused attention on one bloodbath after another through the news feed and sound byte of choice. amusement park of adrenal cells worked out again on the unoxygenated dashboard. we hold together somehow. like polar ice drifting toward the equator. maybe it's hope. #katyamills
when on holiday sometimes
it's like i forgot who i am
after all the weeks and months of work
sometimes you need to talk
or coax yourself out
then appear like a
stranger
#katyamills
what the fuck was i gonna do?
you were suffering from the long virus
listen to you and hope with you
that insurance will wake up and pay
for your meds
#katyamills
saturday.
i pushed for an oily cup of joe to loosen my structural bolts
swam out and caught a monster wave
#katyamills