losing it
gabriel duncan

you tell me that I may not have control
and I stare at the reflections
of the diplomas and certificates on the wall
she nods vigorously
and I want to spit in her eye
to me she is a mindless zombie
i say that may be possible
there are those diplomas and certifiicates again
there are emotions somewhere in my chest
maybe right next to the lump in my throat
that is gagging me
something else that i have no control over