Without markets
It’s darkness
No cable
To spark this
That works
To connect
An anonymous
Marxist
With Cominterns
Burning through
Forest and field
More ideally
Than killing ones
Capital yields

Cavalries,
Fleets,
And the streets
Are all mine
All these corridors, mine
All these concubines, mine
All my coffers are brimming
With enemies’ dime
And my dungeons still reek
Of the insolent swine
And my right to command
All the land
Is divine
But I will
Cause depression,
Make hunger a weapon,
And question the curs
Like a history lesson

Difference of opinion
On who’s fit
For this position
On which either one’s
Division
For the country
Is consistent
With their actions
Speaking louder
Than their policy decisions
If their words
Are incoherent
And their facts
Are blatant lies
And we can see
Hypocrisy
Definitively
On both sides
But can’t agree
That mental faculties
Though clearly in decline
Do not determine
That the candidacy’s
Cancer
Is benign

God is just
Your shame
Your insecurity’s
To blame
Not everyone is out to get you
Not a reason to complain
So stop deflecting
And diverting
Only hurting
Your pretension
With each mention
Of the overwhelming
Trauma
You’ve endured
In no dimension
Left conceivable
Will you be reassured
You’re not a victim
Not a target
Just entitlement
Incarnate
But your followers,
Subscribers,
All the eyes on you
Desires
Are made fleeting
And enfeebled
When you’re asked a simple question
Can you really live without it
But a moment’s
Inattention?

Little man
Gets enraged,
Is why every war’s
Waged,
And nothing stays
The saber-rattling
When it’s simply
How we’re made
And what we gain
From our crusading
Must be powerfully
Displayed
And what the makings
Of arms racing
Yields an arsenal
Arrayed
And what precipitates
Intimidates
Obliterates
And fades
Like an imperial ambition
Spread too thin
In its campaigns

Beach party
Me
Is the center of gravity
All the unfolding
Revolving
Depravity
Slightly on edge
As I’m calm
In your presence
The ledge
To your bottle
Of anti-depressants
So kick off your shoes
Take the plunge
And unwind
Let the waves
Set the pace
Of the wake
Peace of mind

Continuous
Bickering
Makes us both
Sickening
Slipping right back
Into silences
Listening
Only to sounds
Of our own
Reassurance
The other can’t possibly
Get this occurrence
I’m hurt
And you just
Carry on
Unperturbed
And it worsens
Two persons’
Attempts to be heard