Our Lady of Perpetual Astonishment

you experience as comorbidities grief and celebration. you were born to myriad futures to live many at a time. if we’re gonna go down swingin then let’s have that conversation. taking turns by circling, vultures scavenge in a line. you didn’t seek the accolades, they chose you nonetheless. he wanted to be angry but he knew they’d done their best. there’s no story can’t confine you, that’s how history’s been lately. you talk of nihilistic while you secretly choose saintly. when love looks at you you’ll know it. if you do love, let it go. I’ve got nothing to show for them, but my lives are all I know.