Sometimes thinking about it helps. So go ahead and think about the endless Ways of untethering yourself and ending it. But please don’t abdicate. Please don’t put down Your ill-fitting crown. Please don’t renounce everything. Yes, being resilient exhausts us. And yes barbs and fists wound us. And yes the weight and wooze of days Is at times too much to weather. And yet. Enough of us already Barnacle the ocean floors And ghost the plateaus And cloud the skies. Even if it’s out of spite Even if it’s to say “fuck you” Please try to stay alive.
