Dear Jack

Dear Jack I hate you

I hate you and everything you stand for:

For racism, for self-righteousnes, for toxic masculinity-

For grudges and times when we didn't see entirely differently.

I wish I could take the compliment out of my sons name

I wish I could wipe you from existence

As well as ever meeting you from my brain

But most of all-

I wish that you did not represent such a large portion of people-

Who see like you and spread hate

Like so much senseless evil 

And then claim God will save them after they're asses under a steeple.

stream of consciousness on a dark country road at night

In the darkness they come

LED one by one like fairy tail evil marched from its cell

As they pass by they make you feel as if you'd fly

And wink and wish you well.

We lock them in our closet behind our dreaded memories

Are shams and fears but close of day

When we all have had but a wink to little

An emotion too many

They March in and way leads on to way.

The dreaded realities they make

Our greatest nightmares The Shadow

And when we hold the mirror up

We recognize I know them so well