I don’t want to write about that actor who died. 

I don’t want to write about the girl who’s allegedly helped her late boyfriend score “drugs”. 

I don’t want to write about the state machinery fueling hate. 

I don’t want to talk about minority witch-hunting, smashing the patriarchy with fifteen others.

I know, they’re coming for me. They’ve come for me in the past too. 

I definitely don’t want to talk about the GDP, job loss, administration. 

I don’t want to discuss the elections in a state and how the dead actor is being used as an icon.

Or that actress, people can’t stop talking about. 

Did she win a Grammy? 

There’s that scumbag running a media house, I don’t want to bring up. 

Then another, then another, then another,

Then another, then another, then another.

What do I talk about, when you tell me, 

You don’t want to hear me rant about the boy trouble in my life.