We unwashed seek to protect us
from rich gods to give us access
to our own needed food and water.
Kings will die in the slaughter.

Blood flows in the empty streets.
My brave one eye cat finally meets
her maker on a street called Lost
as a witness to our final Holocaust.

Heroes always save the day.
White horses and blazing guns
chase the bad guys far away.
Never happens. We're stunned.
America is now a paradise for
terrorists. The effete elite
opened this country's doors
guaranteed our final defeat.

I stand cold and naked
outside of the head
at the party sacred
ignored like the dead.
My life is unraveled.
****** fills my head,
my maps untraveled,
my world a dark dread.

I'm trying to sort it out
the wreckage of silently
dying in a riptide of doubt
astonished by my brevity.
Corner of Hope and Despair;
hookers, dealers and breath.
Walk 12 steps to my repair,
always arrive at my death.

It's all subscription,
small extermination.
We own nothing.
We have everything.
Rent us our souls
and burial holes.
The bills always come
compound interest sum
late payment fees
bank account freeze
live in prison states
guards wait at gates.
It was Dayton, Ohio,
now it's zone Zero.

Today my brain explodes
for all the lies exposed.
Our government's treason,
the end times the reason.

A child disappears
like magic tricks
little bitty fears
stroke the ******.
Learn the trade
be an expert
don't be afraid
to taste a squirt.