we give it 25 years
(there was a sad vibe)
and then one will
realize, screaming
“I didn’t want this!”
and they will leave.
this is the american way.
get pressured today,
find your truth tomorrow,
before it’s too late
and abandon those
you secretly hate. not
the kids, you don’t hate
them (though they will
be abandoned.) this is bootstrap
pulling; this is modern love; this
is the american way, baby.
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