Stale  like generation pounding on me
like a dog with a bone
a  suffocating mediocrity
chained to my marrow

I didn't ask for this
for the constant vicious ignorance
for the cracks that can't be mend
for the river that no longer roars
No we didn't

We are
a species stuck on pacs rhythms
while longing for Elvis magic
which begs the question
Do we really have to be blind to see