doom paralysis calls
a thousand sirens
and they are all
for you
and if they aren’t
for you
than they are
for everyone you know
for if you aren’t
the guilty
you are still
the implicated
a forged signature
carved into casings
of bullets and bombs
ready to victimise
you have done no wrong
but they won’t stop
until they see you
burning
you bathroom rapist
you groomer witch
you tranny freak
you terrorist / sympathiser
and it’s always
the rapists
the murderers
who decide the blame
and there is nothing
you can do
but shout into crowds
louder than you
and you hope
in time it will change
a revolving door
of the same suited men
twirling, unimpeded
as you delay the desire
one more day
to jam your head in its gears
it’s always up to you
men will enable men
and you will remedy
the consequences
until you can remedy
no longer
and it will be you
that wears that failure
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