Polls are tightening again and there are 10 more days until the election.
There’s a part of me that’s trying to accept the outcome of a possible President Trump. It’s a small part, but it says, “It’ll give you and yours more purpose.” This small part of my psyche reminds me that when there is staunch opposition to progressive ideals and walls are being built, artists become megaphones, spray paint cans are rattled, and the "others" find their hammers. This small part of my psyche, the dot on the “i” in “Brian,” screams, “It’ll be a fight and you’ll fight!” Then the rest of my persona overwhelms the best of me and I fear, like the boy I was under the desk during the “duck and cover” drills my crazy kindergarten teacher practiced in Staten Island despite having no efficacy and being outmoded years before, that this is the end.
And the dot above the "i" says, "Despair not. The people know what's best."
There’s a part of me that’s trying to accept the outcome of a possible President Trump. It’s a small part, but it says, “It’ll give you and yours more purpose.” This small part of my psyche reminds me that when there is staunch opposition to progressive ideals and walls are being built, artists become megaphones, spray paint cans are rattled, and the "others" find their hammers. This small part of my psyche, the dot on the “i” in “Brian,” screams, “It’ll be a fight and you’ll fight!” Then the rest of my persona overwhelms the best of me and I fear, like the boy I was under the desk during the “duck and cover” drills my crazy kindergarten teacher practiced in Staten Island despite having no efficacy and being outmoded years before, that this is the end.
And the dot above the "i" says, "Despair not. The people know what's best."
Delusional dot?
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