Apparently, It's a Thing

this is so last year’s meme
that sunk the memory jugs down
tips of our fingers by anastasi cave paintings
culled from victorian seed catalogs
in a ritual granted by IWW activists
to reacquaint us with attachment parenting
by sending us canned screams of acknowledgement
the kind that killed John Henry
sung by punks to the tune of my reignition
i am a pruned branch sacrificed for fruit
handpicked by the felicity of namesakes
who shouldered the touch of fellowship
confer, o rebels for your last stands
there is joy in life’s hard reset