blood moons rise and the Temple Mount is cloaked in tear gas innocent lives lost to the droning of drones irradiated dirt sets under fingernails fresh from the garden the horsemen died without a flare the samurai ghost warriors tremble at Wall Street policy the tears of ten thousand babies have been drank by flies spreading vaccinations and pesticides to wildlife protection areas.
* eating fast food at the gas station I pause to reflect*
morbid wealth in the hands of the conservative party granting respite on one out of every 135 african americans who can tap dance while rapping the Gettysburg Address but only if they will perform on the upcoming reality show “The Tappin’ Rappin’ Afrikkkans” …….sore from the blatancy of new world racism society sits back pretending to be mortified at the train wreck but the ratings go up each week as water color fodder fills the desperate air between lonely co-workers trying so hard to be clever they sever ties to cultural evolution subconsciously choosing instead to live the lie eat trash wrapped in petroleum and recycle their ***** waste for the less fortunate as a tax write-off
I think I am developing a garbage series, but only because I don't know what to call these half doomsdayer/political half ranty self-deprecation things......