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    • Oct 15, 2020
    • 1 min read

Pride Before Fall

“UMMMMMMMM. UHHHHH. Oh. Yeah. Well. But. Like. See. Okay. Yes.” Man, oh man, isn’t that the best? Hahaha. Uh uh. No. No. Nah nah. Such is the fate of politeness and politics. These filler words sputter off nervous ticks. Not picks. No slips. Carefully laid traps and trips pinched out ‘tween pursed pouty lips. The way you speak exhausts me, stranger. Mouth fountain spouted shit vindicated by anger. But of course I don’t understand what it’s like to be you, nor anyone in the white patriarchy too. So it’s best we don’t speak at all, criticism is cynicism: pride before fall.

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