The hostile silence
Of the status quo
Of defending lines on paper
Of things we think we know
Of authority
as a substitute for intelligence
as automatic reverence
Pull on threads at your peril
I‘m impervious to scrutiny
Who are you to question me
—
My empathy is selective
Reserved for me and my s/kin
Don’t ask where it comes from
That’s just the way it’s been
I don’t have time to ponder
If you didn’t question
I wouldn’t wonder…
This conversation is over
This piece is related to Egregore, which I did not realize until after writing it. Thank you, Lillian and the dVerse team! The first part is the quadrille.
Photo by Eilis Garvey on Unsplash
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