not me

there’s a zebra, a tree and a post-partum you

you never told the zebra you were post-partum

you mauled the zebra

uprooted the tree

cut the rainbow to pieces

the zebra forgave you

the tree forgave you

but if you look closely

the zebra’s stripes have been rearranged

they look more like lightning bolts and daggers

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