but it's not as if we don't have feelings
having given up the agency but kept
the brains, and if not the actual heart,
the part the ancients saw in the ceilings.
we bear the psychological consequences
of your rampages through flake towns and
remote desmadre at the mercy of autistic
High Chank teens who dump their adrenal
charge into our thought jars where it stirs
dark and slick across our already tortured
logic spurs, amygdalae and venal charm
receptors every day and even as we dream
by Charnelle Casas-Cuevas
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