it was evolutionary
the bleeding out
of the revolutionary
from the spiral strands
of who i was
the rubber bullets
clouds of pepper spray
lost their appeal
when it became clear
that both sides
were the same coin
reflections
refractions
of the same hands
moving the chess pieces
across
the invisible gradient

now my anarchist
is pacifist
my carnivorous vegetarianism
is nothing more
than a shroud
with cracks
and creases
running
from bald skull
to broken toes
crooked smiles
nods of encouragement
hidden nourishment
soylent green is
delicious
nutritious
farm raised in factories
the sadness
makes the flesh sweeter