Trisomy 21 Poem by Kram Aragrev

killed by own instinct
few yet pleasurable

i hate to like you
yet my motor skills say so
i don’t want to prove it
yet i have that extra chromosomes

i hate to love you
yet my hypothalamus say so
i don’t want to prove it
yet I’m crazy if i think of you

now, tell me the blue print of my life
for i can’t prove it
i sometimes think im trisomy 21
abnormal about your love.


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