2 RELATIVELY SHORT, RELATIVELY MORBID POEMS

Airplanes In The Sky;

Airplanes in the sky

There we are

against nature

We look like a computer generated image

There is nothing like

a collage of envy and cameras floating above the sidewalk

To strange to be real

But There we are



At least they will know;

At least past half way and I think we have gone far enough

we dig bank account sized graves

And throw ourselves in them

with great enthusiasm

We chew the ground beneath our feet

With huge fake teeth

And sell it to one another

We will pay for this

With ourselves and with our children

And they will hate us for it

But at least they will know