presidential press drone explains the fat guy thought portland was in afghanistan his mercenaries were well trained for murder but not for reasonable reactions to unarmed citizens citizens doing what our forefathers did when they were faced with the tyranny of an imperial regime
like an old fashioned tape loop your words wrap around the airwaves always like an unscheduled flight whose destination is as clear as why it began in the first place setting that aside we’ve all begun to wonder about your sanity i realize your claim of genius but hospital psych wards are full i’ve heard of self-proclaimed geniuses so you might want to take that clozapine the doctors prescribed mr president but don’t inject it with clorox
the brown bag prophet was listening to a radio address as i was leaving work he said you know everytime the guy in the white house talks i feel like he’s saying get on my glory train with stops at auschwitz belzec bergen chelmno dachau not a ride i want to take how about you
the river is filled with tears hundreds of years of injustice the judgments of foolish men sentencing all to hell’s abyss innocence the defendant while those guilty are judges
as i left my local barber shop the brown bag prophet asked did you grip the pole i replied i’m not certain what you mean the prophet said folks used to believe that bleeding the patient would drain out the cause of the illness or the evil in them during the procedure the patient would hold onto a pole to encourage blood flow of course all the procedure did was to facilitate the patient’s death seems like bleeding is in fashion again given current government policies and procedures everything that was the life blood of this nation is being bled away
you needn’t speak what you are is in what you do it burns your flesh from the inside giving you no place to hide while the smell of your singed soul spills from your body marking you for that which lies just beneath the facade of your existence
the brown bag prophet was sitting at a park bench staring out at the ocean with his feet held up from the ground practicing a new yoga position i posited he said no just saw some red ants as i was walking here and then got that feeling maybe there’s some ants just below my feet getting ready to crawl all over me that same feeling one gets when viewing today’s political scene ants crawling all over you invading that little space of sanity that you still have left so like so many in this nation i’ve gone into a fetal position reminding myself of the germinal values of this now dying nation
Read Between the Minds 