Youmethem

Never run from the scene of a gun
Always stare down the barrel of a crime
Pray that your astronauts never return
On reentry cheer as they burn
Don’t run from the dark frightening place
Where gods and demons fret and pace
You might think that those others
Including pretentious pricks like me
Are nothing at all like you can be
But the victims of your crimes
Are none other than yourself
Despite appearances and varying hues
They cannot be separate
From you
Or them
Or me
You are the victim, the gun and the crime
You are the perp, the dirt and the grime
You are the astronaut who never left home
You are the dog, his house and the bone
Like it or not
You’re the cold and the hot
You and me and them
The whole lot
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Credits: Poetry and Collage by Jay Larsen and You and Them (those pretentious pricks!)

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