You are going to have to rehabilitate the South

Your idea-prone progressive suggestivism will not allow you to see this
you will think this is vain pilgrimages that sought its own glory
what you do not know is the pretendivism of the internal weight of us
we never knew as you do of what our greater soundings had

we know you are not all dream dads or moms, we have seen a brief-air
we know what you had, you had all along and didn’t care to save us
your classism is what divides us, yes, you are still doing it as you read this,
we know, after all, how one universe could not exist beside another universe

our realities get turned around
we are a community planner game app
on someone else’s second phone