They
will sell you
candy cigarettes,
insulin,
Camel Wides,
chemotherapy,
God,
nicotine patches,
life insurance,
and a bronze casket
all
in one lifetime.
They
will sell you
candy cigarettes,
insulin,
Camel Wides,
chemotherapy,
God,
nicotine patches,
life insurance,
and a bronze casket
all
in one lifetime.
to quantify what 189,00 dead Americans
equates to within the psyche of this country
we must apply the correct math
due to lack of competent leadership within the White House
the COVID19 pandemic has been allowed to spread
across schools to cemeteries
into three Vietnams
or sixty-three
September the 11ths
Donald Trump should be made to place coins
from his own pocket
over the eyes of every corpse
he could have prevented &
perhaps the saddest notion is
even if the great king
cared to part with his shekels
our country will still be left
more bankrupt
from his mistakes
than him
there’s a girl downtown
gets passed around
she’s early twenties
but plays smaller
she hallucinates snakes
as demons prey on her
there’s a girl downtown
she walks around
bare from the waist down
hacks at her own hair
is fond of defecating on sidewalks
but the winos and scum
buy her pretty little things
so they don’t feel guilty
after
last night
shots rang out
slicing August’s midnight miasma
a quivering queen city listened
as Cherokee bells
echoed over cobblestones
black swan feathers topping lost hopes
filling horse-drawn funeral carriages
eighteen shot
four dead
blood pooling at the base
seven screaming hills
four shootings in Cincinnati
ninety fatal minutes
national news coverage
backlit red images
of our violent infection
suffer do we
these slings & arrows
whispering sacred prayers
to a god unlistening
please make
every bullet fired
explode into a spray
of evening primroses
who can sleep
through the raging silence
of all our canceled parties