FORECAST

FORECAST

scry
me a river

the forecaast
was fairy tale
and real sunny

but barely
an hour after
the holocaust
the debt
collectors
were up
and about

rat-cockroach hybrids
still actively mutating

they used all their
rapidly evolving
extra
   sensory perceptions
to scurry across
every size and shape
of radioactive
landscape

tracking down each
debt defaulting  flash or firestorm
strike survivor

remind them
of their every financial
transgression
reinstating every
legal redline

FOR THE RECORD

FOR THE RECORD

won’t pretend
to be on the right
side of history

too old now
to make a diffetence
or for anyone
to care
whose side I’m on

for the record,
I support your protests
for justice, freedom and
against this
horrendous
suffering inflicted
on human beings; love
your expression
of humanity

this for the record but
realize my old world
the world
    that assaults you, maligns
you

is now
beyond the pale;
has outlived its purpose
(did it serve
any purpose?)
has outstayed its welcone

so when
   (act of mercy) wheel me
over a cliff down
into the ocean in
my wheelchair
best bundle up this old
dead corrupt world
with me
wheel it over as well

PANIC LITE

PANIC LITE.

moral panic
Janet!

something in your pants
something wriggling
in your panties

threatening every
aspect of your identity

have to go
airtight, watertight
totally clamp down

if no one can
breathe
   how do you hope
to
however can
you expect to

guide the world
to the light
(nothing we fear
more than your light)

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moral
panic, Janet!

let’s not forget
those who began it