Heartbreak is torturous. This is why I tortured all of your people. It is hard finding room to breathe under all these splintered glass ashes. It is why I funded an open air prison, called it Israel, suffocated an entire people. It is hard to hold all these people and their stories in my borders. It is why I keep killing them. It makes me sad that you don’t call anymore. It is why I wiretapped all your conversations. Like I’m sorry I lost something and I never learned to grieve it so I’m going to build a haunted house, call it Guantanamo Bay. Like watching your every move is my way of showing you I still love you. Like I keep patting you down hoping you’ll sleep with me again. Like I keep sending you love letters that you call drones and it kills me that you never read them. Darkmatter Alok Vaid-Menon
Posted on: Sun, 14 Sep 2014 20:33:58 +0000
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