The hard cost of wordsnever bargains so people

get discarded. Refugees. Roadkill

dragging across the ten-lane.

Hiding ibidem. Dying afloat.

The cities of the plains burn

w/excess and zealots.

Beggary, prisons,

and the broken streets

of sovereignty. 

The hapless and the hateful

eat their own children. 

Computer shadows break banks.

Commodify hunger. Buy a new king.    

I came not to rescue or alert

but to resign. Take it.

I’m done. Done w/the mea culpas.

Done w/engagement, and the false hope 

of perfect union.


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