a forlorn coda
-or-
always incomplete
to see it all slip away
by being a caring animal;
albeit a flawed, so flawed that
the government was interested in
using me as an example of something
worse than they are, a being that barely
registers it exists. Or maybe a fractured
sometimes blank, always meandering self-
referential-aggrandizing pity party of words
can help a brother out of this hole to add that
'W' that represents my ancestry and that question-
able idea of me