at any given moment
i am filled with jet propellant
pesticides
the refuse of a million pills down drains
diffused into my drinking water
a Prozac cocktail with a garnish of
carcinogen.
our mother's milks are soiled
inescapably. even the Inuits, remote,
have poison in their breasts.
we eat what we were never fed.
i have a friend-
they found some molecules inside her car
tossed her in a cage
and made her drink from the tap.
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