when in living off the twilight
inside the erosion of my mind
sometimes i snap sharply from my American
airconditioned nightmare
the balance of me
realizing my internet speed
was a negative impact
on some email or another
the twilight lit up
soon enough when heavy fueled Fedex trucks
delivered my pampered cats’ designer litter
the pipeline took by cyber rooks
named after a Stan Lee caricature
tired from tapping orders and griping
of how the strain in my eyes
wont let me binge watch
zombies and madonnas later tonight
when living in the hologram of prescriptive mindfulness
a new normal cast upon my head
no longer should i be disturbed
and once the tiny caffeine shots
have done their job
all major asshole media cocks
begrudgingly agree
that the Arabs are bombing the Jews again
slapping of wrists from the lips in the oval coffin
my spirit starts to sit upon my couch
the people of my mother
the people of my neighbors
the people who bother no one
in their daily toil to survive
to see their little ones grow
my attention pulled out
looking out the front door
quasi worried about the power grid
the electrical giggles sprouting
from kindergarten kiddos
sadden my heart
why have we forsaken we
