tell me a story,
that happened in the ’90’s; or should happen.
to me, my future already,
is the fortune cookie i’ve stepped on so many times
in just a short time.
so hold your peace, close my eyes,
take a piece of me out of my mind
& see for yourself:
i know the fucking future.
i know, lies play a huge role in your incantations.
tell me a story of the past.
what’ll happen next after a mother miscarries one who would’ve been a
stillborn; but she lay still, locked souls with the unseen
let herself be born –
someone said it’s god. i have no idea.
as for you, what do you think?