Demonstrable monstrosity, cancer's
autocratic democracy kisses your
gullible lips, invading innocence's anus.
Oh yes, they fuck you
like the assclowns on the pornographic
soapbox overflowing with infected organs,
campaign donors falling overboard.
Maybe I could throw myself
into the sea and weep to death.
The tears don't come after all
is said and done; polls in peril as we
analyze our cosmic suicide--oh how
the lesser of two evils remains
greater than the goodness of truth's
singularity.
Still..
what remains of remnants once filled
with spirit? Myopia of anger--we cannot
muster a call to arms big enough
to hug any real hope--misplaced hostility
bankrupted our hospitality
toward salvation's anarchy.
Maybe it was evil old god's will we
raped the planet and sired this
civilized cannibalism, capital's right to life.
And Earth ain't nothing but a welfare queen
single mother freeloading off the sun
and other cosmic socialist drivel.
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