Why funeral director when there's only one direction to go?

it's toe the line
scratch your mark
pass the time
and then it's dark
but
we get used to it.

There's a distinct smell
of corruption,
sweet
but cloying
flamin' annoying
but
we get used to that too.

It's amazing what we do
to fit through
the eyes of needles.


While the homeless pile up
on the streets
they're counting votes,
who'll win the seats?
well
not the the homeless
on the streets,
but
You guessed it
we get used to that ****
too.

Democracy's not worth a light
if we
don't treat the people right,
right?

Yet
they're celebrating with champagne
as if their campaign had changed this place
and let's face it
we get used to it.

It's harder to look hopeful
when there's no hope to be found,
that's like looking to the future
buried
six feet underground.

ever optimistic
my
sometime lines
some times cryptic,
apocalyptic,
like the times
we're in,
how many eyes in a
drawing pin?
and
how many more times
must I begin
again?

At about six ten
before the rush
when
I've hit the day
before the crush
and the hush is
still
with the morning air?
I will think of
her
quietly.