“You could fight in the conventional ways” by Julia on her couch

Monday September 19, 2016
5 minutes
The Deep
Nick Cutter

You could ball up your fists and pray
Cross your heart and hope to die, peacefully
In your sleep
If the world is as corrupt as you say it is maybe
there’s another hope lost amidst your collection of failed attempts at staying alive
You could barricade the doors, line the windows with barbed wire and chainmail you could
hide very low behind the war you were begging for
Kiss the floor with
the forgiveness you had been saving for yourself
Line the floors with bodies playing dead
And all the minds that almost got cleaned
Against their will
You could ball up your fists and wish for understanding
Beg the wind to bring you the news you think so deeply you