I Can’t Even

Again?
We’re doing this
Again?
Not even a week
Has passed
And here we go,
The same words,
The same excuses.
“Weaponization 
Of a vehicle,”
(Later changed to 
Fleeing and fear
For public safety)
With one dead
In Maine.
And that’s not even
Counting the man
Beaten in Virginia
And others killed
In Tennessee.
Blood in the streets,
The residue of 
Government violence.
I have no words,
No words to describe
My emotions.
I can’t even tell you
What I feel.
I may be beyond feeling.
Numb.
I still care
But my emotions
Are swaddled by 
So many layers
Of atrocities
That those feelings
Are undefinable. 
With each person
They kill,
Each person they
Leave grieving,
Each person 
They terrify,
They destroy 
A little more
Of me.