as the indistinguishable...
as the indistinguishable
aromatic sound
of bacon
on the boil
the loud
hiss
from the Moka
pulling into the station
as a second cup
has arrived
a Friday
a Good Friday
to be precise
not definitive
on the exact
ancient tale
of martyrdom
keeping my voice
to a whisper
trying hard
to make
every day
a Good Day
regardless
and yes
gratitude
forgiveness
minimal law breaking
simply
a good comrade
at arm's
length
minding
my own
fucking business
out of sight
off the radar
hidden
in plain vision
steps away
from the grit
and the grid
alike
"blessed
oh Lord
for i have
sinned"
especially
thoughts
now being policed
zip it kid
no enlightenment
will come of that
toxic thinking
just
an old
cynical bastard
w/no degree
w/no job
w/limited income
JUST
SHUT
THE FUCK
UP
leave
well enough alone
let those
wander
in the panacea
of wonderland
showered daily
in the aluminum
heavy metals
and sterilized
Med Flies
digesting
the script
of the hour
feeding
on the ineffectual
statins
of intellect
just b/c
we can
dumb down
to the lowest
denominator
common
among men
and women
seeing
that differentiation
has no real
meaning
as some
dance
w/the devil
others
less wealthy
w/drag queens
yearning
for
the old days
when crossdressers
ruled
as the indistinguishable