i just need a scoop…

really need this job
so gotta give the public
not reality
but what makes their hair stand up
putting cash in my pocket

sorry the tv’s off…

now
i know
it’s much too late
but
i need to head off
to walden pond
and share a cup of tea
with thoreau
all the current strife
and
saber rattling
has made me
turn off the news
i just refuse to hear
another political rationale
for killing people
so i want to shun
all conversations
of global anything
warming
war
or
reckless politicians
who believe that bloodletting
is an appropriate treatment
for the patient
even when
the patient
is dying
right in front of them
no
i just want
to sit
and contemplate
what the world
must
have been like
on that
first
day

dark voyage…

night
and
day
adrift
no one looking
for a small vessel
hull taking on water
the parental mask
now beneath the waves
of fear caused by aids
consciousness just a blank stare
into the void of existence
stomach distended
last stage
before
death
by starvation
no search planes
insight
no television
coverage
just the silence
of despair
another vessel
containing a child’s
soul
fades
into the dark waters
of
ignorance