Collective social hangover 🫥

the warm and fuzzies feel like guilt when the globe is warming up

Heyyaaaa, what a week, huh? how have you been? My poem response to Kelly’s piece from last week (which was also a helluf a week) is inspired by a certain president’s comments about his (lack of) erectile dysfunction which have been haunting me for a month, the fact that I’m v tired and am not allowed to complain about it, and the overall negative vibes we Brazilians are having to fight to keep the parties going (i have 3 this weekend) and try to enjoy the first days of spring sunshine.

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Collective social hangover

once upon a time we thought 
things happened instantaneously
but dis truction took 
more than one birthday party
wax on the frosted cake
printed lip on plastic 
cup of hair of the dog
keep ‘em going and coming alit
how many candles does it take
to a fireplace make
the warm and fuzzies feel like 
guilt when the globe is 
warming up 
can’t complain when it gets cold
or the temp eventually drops
cause the night is an old man
I refuse to let come.

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Thx for bearing with this sad and Brazilian during this election; if you know a Brazilian, your poetry prompt is to hug them on Sunday, cause we are sweating and crying and our nail beds are history.

Also, keep your eyes peeled for a PTK special announcement coming soon!

Xoxo

L