Wednesday, November 30, 2022

An End's End


a silver shrine sits on the balcony of success

a gold necklace is worn by motherless boy,

shoe shines are given in railroad stations and

law enforcement dare not enter the subways;

we extend our influence throughout the land

and into the mountains as well as in the valleys

that sometimes lead us to the eastern coast...

we pay pennies on the dollar for goods we have

smuggled into this country in the hopes of

turning everyone into addicts...  but intervention

always seens to save the day from salvations

and we pray to the gods that perhaps we will

be given another chance tomorrow...  the dog

of life bites our backside almost every day

as we slip and slide throught the gutters of

life wondering who will save us from ourselves

and who will bury us with our past memories.


23 November 2022

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