call of duty commuters…

desperate to get home
they will run red lights and speed
even kill someone
to have a few more seconds 
to play their video games

given half a chance…

no winning  numbers
but go ahead and place a bet
every now and then
the house casts out some cash chum
to lure and trap target fish
hooking minds on fantasy

no difference days or years…

i’ve been wondering
if
that fly
on
the wall
has been watching me
or
just scanning
my
computer screen
for
the latest
world news
given
a housefly’s
life expectancy
i would think
it
would want
to go out
into
the world
and
experience life
rather than
just
sitting
and
staring at me
or
my screen
while
i spend
endless hours
reading
emails
and
writing verses
that
have no chance
of
changing
the
world
what
a foolish
common
little fly

 

 

made well…

hovering
like
a hummingbird
thirsting
for nectar
you press near
to those
you deem
famous
taking endless
selfies
with them
what i wonder
is
what’s missing
in
your life
what do you believe
can be healed
by
touching the hem
of
their existence

 

 

they grasp at straws…

parched
for
a taste
of
hope
humans
will consume
poisonous lies
or
even
swear
a mirage
is
real
long before
the madness
has
set in
others
will take
the sacrament
of
sports
where
nothing
has
a consecrated element
just
gladiators and lions
to
distract
their minds
away from
what
they
truly
thirst for
some
tangible
answer
to
their prayers

 

 

the beast…

it does not
lurk
in
darkness
nor
wander
in
forest groves
but
does devour
without
regret
all that
it
desires
and
if
you peer
down your street
you
will not
see
it
but
if
you
pass a mirror

 

 

cartels..

drug lords and politicos
selling dreams by the gram
to anyone paying the price
personal profits first
other’s deaths the cost of doing business

 

the gods discount center…

although the names change
they all share common tenets
first deny what’s real
then accept the written word
given by an unseen god
an unseen god that
only has private briefings
with select prophets
who were moved to write his words
in order to save us all
that is all that will
not question what’s been written
and of course provide
for the prophet’s earthly needs
as down payment towards heaven

 

without a window…

rancid air fills lungs
what’s outside makes no difference
what’s said is what’s real
question none of existence
when the bell rings salivate

 

opioid abatement plan…

while you’re suing folks
add the presidential staff
you might just ask why
well they make the root causes
of the nation’s drug problems