REX PISTOLS

i wake up thirsty and i think of palestine. i go to the doctor’s office and i think of palestine. a sign in the corner of the waiting room says ‘this is a place of healing, disruptive behavior will not be tolerated’ and i think of palestine. they probably weren’t thinking of bombs and snipers and mass graves in parking lots. i call my parents and i think of palestine. i drive to the grocery store and i think of palestine. i look at the clear blue sky and i think of palestine. i put the dishes away and i think of palestine. i feed my cat and i think of palestine. i listen to music and i think of palestine. i read poetry and i think of palestine. i text my friends and i think of palestine. i think of palestine and i think of palestine and i think of palestine

I fill my water bottle from the tap and I think of Palestine. I pump gas into my car and I think of Palestine. I cut my hangnails and I think of Palestine. I go to the bathroom and I think of Palestine. I force down food and I think of Palestine. I rub ointment into my sore hands and I think of Palestine. I take my meds and I think of Palestine. I try to work but I’m thinking of Palestine. I can’t sleep because I’m thinking of Palestine and then I go to sleep and dream about Palestine.

fuck y’all i’m back

my thoughts every time someone tells me how good i look in my new lisa frank dress.