Jazz Music poetry Short Stories Uncategorized Urban Legends

exploding politics

i am tired

of admiring
caskets carried upon shoulders
rather than low to the ground

the best way to carry a body is not at all

weary of


candlelight vigils

black veiled lilies corrupting every season

people slaughtered over archaic beliefs
and bad ideas

our trillion dollar death machine technology

the wind tunnel blowing

flags perpetually flying at half-staff
here and abroad

i do not accept

exploding politics

locked down schools

trigger happy teenagers

metal detector mantras

and water boarding as a national pastime

which have come to define

what it means
to be an american

living and dying
in modern times

a society force fed fear
will cause the margins
to move into a shack
with a lake view of a manifesto

don’t ask why

when we taught the world
how to build a better bomb

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