the clown’s lesson to the politician…

removing his makeup
the clown’s
aging flesh
was
revealed
the jaundice
from
deceit
was no longer
beneath
the layers
of
society’s nativity
he spoke
to his colleague
the politician
in clear
but
whispered tones
as
the stench
of
rotting promises
filled the room
with each breath
exhaled
he
said
always
offer them
a good
show
one worth
the price
of
admission
and
i tell you this
they
will never notice
your sleight of hand
as
you remove
their
freedoms

contemporary degeneration …

unintelligent determination
brings
a sadness
as heavy as
the day’s sea air
listening
to
empty conversations
of
laundry sent out
and
returned with labels
attached
to seams
such
a major
inconvenience
while
beneath
the ship’s bow
the great barrier reef
struggles
like
a small drowning child
gasping for a breath
of existence

 

one-life stands…

nightfall
the last
call
for humanity
having
been served
a brew
of corporate greed
so
intoxicating
that men
and
women
were drawn
to
strange beds
only
to find
in morning’s light
stained sheets
stained
with the blood
of
the innocent
children
gasping
for
one breath
of
untainted
tomorrows
children
brought
into the fray
with a promise
of
a better world
now
given
only
discarded
passions

evolution redefined…

there are
steel butterflies
on the wall
put there
to
soften
the crude
commercial context
of
their creation
and
there’s no need
to catalog
their specific
genetic code
since
the elements
of
their existence
are
for
profit
only

portfolio management…

barnum and bailey wars

the brown bag prophet
said
i understand
the world’s oldest circus
is closing
i replied
yes
financial difficulties
i
believe
oh
the prophet
said
but
i have it
from
an
alternative
fact source
that
clairvoyant carnival clowns
advised
the owners
to close
since
they
would not
be able
to compete
with
the circus
in washington
as
the king
of
clowns
has
taken up
residence there