The Purge

I watch the Purge to purge

myself

anarchy cries

tires squeal

I see my old apartment

skull woke the wind

the wind woke the anger

in my Lexapro nothing

what were you doing outside?

feels like the curfews and quarantines

running red lights

running mouths

running hot

liquor dripping thick

wax hearts into heavy stomachs

weighing down

run! motherfucking run!

bullets

ran away from me

through the heart

of our fire

together we scream

run motherfucker!

as the gun stays locked

safe

in the box I dont know the code of

safe from me for you for all of us

to keep us safe