mostly driving home
from a reprieve between
standing pole pine–green!
and exalted glamping situation,
below old Duluth
past something Hinckley,
and their road mess,
and slow aggressive lot,
listening to No Agenda,
we realize that we have
realized nothing
for what we are told
by the local/national pundits
and stirring media,
the melting pot hot.
and we riot
and we protest
and we kill
and we oppose
and lastly we think… i am guilty too,
beyond what
we are told by something
being paid to have
us closely listen, sure.
know.
water cooler blues and divisive proclamations…
bad news multiplies
like rabbits and gets
spoke more gossip
than adultery, stay woke.
and lastly we think.
and lastly we think.
and lastly we think.
