the blood orange.
it’s 2016 people
redacted memories got me all messed up.
people want my time
to get enough potassium in a day is really a big deal.
things seem to be looking up, quite simply.
back at the lab,
family I know is used to eating mostly bread as a staple.
they don’t know what it means to eat well.
it creeps me the fuck out to see ’em dying like that.
maybe I could show them.
and then they could show another one.
and another one
‘i took the doors off the hinges and gave it to the f**** boys, and you can too’