[Me] It was easily missed – shared threats
of World War Three Not being there on
social media & spending one le week-end
bunkered
…/
I yearn for a retreat
from my devices &
my vice of red-eyed
hours – do not wake
me – space spills in
…/
Being a matriarch
was propounded as her
Greatest-ever-role
in their first draft
of an online obituary
…/
We were not taught
how to erase –
how best to rub out –
how to remove errors –
instead – we were told to
Put a line through it
…/
Those mob-mindful
leaders –
your haters –
your righteous orators
have raised
their volume to that
once of The Left …/
I contemplate
setting it all to
Off
(even my
rum scuttle of thoughts
from toils)
…/
We want to be heard –
us mutterers – we discontents
who can mussitate… /
There are no greater spurs to human indecency
than cheap shortcuts to wealth
be they lotteries or lies – they are muted calls
to hard work – to tilth
…/