a poem for today, 16 October 2012

a poem for today, 16 October 2012
[a word-sorted sonnet of nine sentences and its image]

Home has always been a fragile idea.
My kidney function is actually trending down.
I want to write a paper about you.
We've come to make you an offer.
We were falling having you hit yet.
That's what sleep does for me.
Nobody to listen, nobody to answer.
The forms of oppression that arise from essentialist conceptions of human “types” continue to have very real consequences for human lives as well as play a key role in perpetuating capitalist systems of exploitation that both cause misery for billions of people and are destroying the planet.
Sexual identity is a secondary nature.

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