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

some assembly required…

with visions of surgarplums dancing

as
politicos
down another
classic dry martini
a martini
assembled
in
america
with
the best
components
from around
the world
another child
is gunned down
a child
assembled
by god
with
loving parents
a child
gunned down
with
a weapon
made of
the finest
american
components

the road behind me…

the-road-behind-me

i close
my eyes
and see
all the fireflies
from
my youth
fluttering
in the night sky
and
feel
times past
summer’s warm breeze
against
my skin
and
once again
hear
my mother’s voice
time to come in
and
with
one
final tear
i
open
my eyes

it’s only castles burning…

its-only-castles-bruning

during
inauguration weekend
trump’s sons
are offering
access
to
the freshly-minted
counterfeit
president
in exchange
for
million-dollar donations
to
unnamed
charities
oh
and
exxonmobil chief
nominated
as
secretary of state
was
a one-time director
of
an offshore company
with
close
dealings
with
russia
while
in panama
top-drawer lawyers
move freely
between
high government posts
and
law firms
selling
secrecy-cloaked shell companies
mentioning shells
in east Aleppo
a 100,000 children
cannot
play,
sleep
or
attend school
but
can die
don’t let it
bring
you down
It’s
only castles burning