Ressentiment And The Slave Revolt Poem by Tanec Rayl

difference turned her into a vampire
it broke a vertebrae, and she will suffer the rest of her life
turning on this dissertation

turning in the leased vehicle of her deceased spouse
it never seemed quite worth buying, though a boy at school
his eyes obstructing justice
made sure I knew where to go
once everybody had made their deal
the Sun pissing fire in my face
fist to the Moon

pink lady: only these pictures now, where I hear the sounds
larger and in color, as many copies as I could ever want
one hundred years
one thousand dead ends; am I ready to thank them
a dull man to have:
home from nowhere, at home with nothing.