gallimimus

a boy born
mistakenly
entices the earth

in nineteen eighty-one
living in the highest decibel
a human voice could emit

living in the idea
of a home

and he
blocked a lot of memories

remembers nightmares
of aluminum trash cans
and dead knee caps
and gallimimus devouring
his friends

sadistic torture fantasies
were escape tactics

making a stairway
out of toys
to bust through the window screen and play in the mud

escape

if for
only a moment
if only to surface for air

he knew

that he wasn't ok
he was never ok

and that he never will be

ok