I shoot a Xanax with a monster
And walk outside to pee
Behind the garage
As an excuse to go outside
The balconies never have people on them
It feels a bit like gardening
But without plants I can’t draw power
No matter how many times I urinate in the same spot
Its nothing like gardening.
The plants don’t make me anxious like the people do
Everywhere, all the time
there is a siren,
or a car alarm
or a helicopter
and I stand there
trying to reign it all in.
Don’t. be. Fucking. crazy.
And the words
Anthem and Acheron and pantheon
And a haiku-esque poem comes on suddenly.
I say it out loud to nobody
And feel free of a kind of tyranny
If only for an instant.
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