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Can't You Clean Your Own Fucking Mess? - Digital Collage - Liz Mares

Amphibians

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  • Post last modified:April 4, 2024
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What is fear?
It is a systematization.
It is a proverbial boot
Holding our heads
Under water.
Keeping us submerged
Until we drown
Or become Aquatic.

We need to become
A Nation of Amphibians.
An Army of Frogmen
Birthed
From a discontented ocean.
To find conjoined footing,
Between the land and the sea.
To become a rigid band
Of noble insurrection.
Where fear is only manifested
As segue to constitutionality.