September: Creative Platypus
September
September is
The Legend of Zelda
Link running through the forest
Shield in hand
A spreading oak tree
A cave
Broken memories
and the effort that goes into forgetting
If I forget thee oh Jerusalem
May my tongue be cut out
May my right hand lose its skill
The white girls sat in a row of
Deracinated messy buns
And drank the PSLs
Which they purchased with their souls
Paltry things
Worn white in women's work
Handed down by a post-war committee
Oh you cannot buy a soul
Not at Target or at Walmart
Though you took a trip to Selma
Or you stood at Standing Rock
I stood upon the rock
I stood upon the rock
But the memories slipped
Through my hands
And shattered
September is
The Legend of Zelda
Link running through the forest
Shield in hand
A spreading oak tree
A cave
Broken memories
and the effort that goes into forgetting
If I forget thee oh Jerusalem
May my tongue be cut out
May my right hand lose its skill
The white girls sat in a row of
Deracinated messy buns
And drank the PSLs
Which they purchased with their souls
Paltry things
Worn white in women's work
Handed down by a post-war committee
Oh you cannot buy a soul
Not at Target or at Walmart
Though you took a trip to Selma
Or you stood at Standing Rock
I stood upon the rock
I stood upon the rock
But the memories slipped
Through my hands
And shattered
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