Poetry

This is the border simulator

user’s manual/how-to Try crossing

out the word simulator then

take out the           border You see

the border you want to see You’re separate from

those you call them They’re simulated versions

of yourself Who patrols

our thoughts at night You

know the ones that get across

 

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They’re better suited for Mexico anyways

 

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In the border simulator you are the gift and you are the giver

of a wall between what you accept

 

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