Trying to wipe my face off

I can’t express myself
because I’m looking for a better job
there’s not much to live for
anymore.
We live in a junk culture
fast fashion
we slash open jackets
and leave them by the dumpster
because they’re out of season
I am a member
of the oppressed gender.
and I’m not striving
to fight against it.
im too disordered.
I’m too lazy to move
I don’t want to learn
a different language
I don’t want children
I can’t protect them
there’s PCBs under the playgrounds
and the elementary school
where my mom teaches
in my hometown

I can’t express myself
because I’m looking for
a better job?
Fuck that. I’ll express myself
as much as I want.
They have a spot for me
down at the pizza shop.
They’re not going to care
that I live to write
for my poetry blog.

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