i live aboard a sinking ship
where the captain is drunk at the helm
praying for more icebergs
i am afraid
my family is going to die
paupers trapped behind
locked gates
in steerage
i live aboard a sinking ship
where the captain is drunk at the helm
praying for more icebergs
i am afraid
my family is going to die
paupers trapped behind
locked gates
in steerage
when this darkness with teeth
decides to mutate
into a virus communicable
via air
which is
an evolutionary inevitability
we will see it
cure the obesity epidemic
in our country
human bug bombs will drop
from the militarized skies
over infected zones
as freely
as an october tree
sheds its walnuts
a futile effort to stop
the contagion
come to think of it
eventually
it will cure
everything
with gaia’s fire
even
religion
save one junkie cockroach
who’ll still be watchin’
a sons of anarchy marathon
and bootin’
black tar heroin
god
it he or she
can be what or whomever
you believe it to be
to suit your particular needs
i need it to be
a fever broken