On the Outside Looking In

December 21, 2008

You never look
at me.
I often look
at you.

You have
those things
I am told
bring happiness.

I have
those things
I am told
bring shame.

I look into
your restaurant –

you spend
my week’s wages
in a night

so elegant
so white

table cloths
and candles
fine wine
and waiters.

I could go on
and on,

but I have been ordered
to move along…

fear enslaves us

September 11, 2008

each place –
its own box
of terror.

Class Warfare ?

May 28, 2008

Why not?
The rich are already
kicking our asses

You are trailer trash
until they need you.

changing in place

April 28, 2008

new package
new bottles
new make
new models

new fashion
new faces
new gadget
new places

old game
new looks
old fish
new hooks

Put yourself on the cover
of every issue.
Name it after you.

Live in a mansion
with fourteen bathrooms
and only two asses.

Build an exclusive school
amidst great need –
create clones of yourself.

Go orgasmic over
shiny things
as if they bring happiness.

leave me alone for Christmas

December 10, 2007

Like in a glass-sided beehive,
the poor and dying press
against the window of my mind.

I cover the glass with candy canes
and Santas.

dear God

December 10, 2007

help us to understand
(not that we would change

hand out condoms

November 14, 2007

hand out condoms
shelter people from abuse
talk to the lonely

instead we preach hell
build mansions
brick walls