photo by Rachel Sky
There’s something going on
Inspired by deception
The self importance
Rings throughout the coffee shop
Like a lonely poet with a notebook
We’ve come so far
The pride of the VIP
Hawaiian shirts
Blind beagles
Iced lattes
Muffin with a fork
No living thing is a sticky bun
A punching bag is not a release
It’s a thick leather bag
Full of sand
That people punch
Until women and men cease to exist
The plastic in the ocean will continue
Until we each find our own name
And learn to masturbate to cartoons
Cuddle pups are not trucks
Stuffed kittens and monkey paws
All is made beautiful in your face
Like Rock and roll
I stop questioning
I step back
I notice a whole world
For me to listen to
And come alive
Schwervon! 