bigot

I sometimes wonder  
how we coexist
when we're not on  
the same page  
about some really
important things
 
Hell, we're not even  
in the same book  
on the same shelf  
or same section  
of this library  
 
I'm not even sure
we're in the same library  
 
And you resent me
for closing down every conversation
that could lead to an argument
nevermind
that you find me too emotional
and can't have a conversation
with me anyway  
because my intensity
makes you uncomfortable
 
And I resent you  
for being a barely veiled bigot  
that pretends to sit
in the fence of equality
while justifying antiquated ideas
and already debunked conspiracy theories
when you've known  
more privilege  
in you life  
than you can ever understand
 
You've never been  
on the wrong side of other  
 
And that's why we
can't have these arguments  
you call conversations
 
My lived experience
has never mattered to you