electoral haiku #5

…your democracy
is too multisyllabic
haiku-ize that shit!

electoral haiku #3

….this democracy!
reluctantly vote evil-
mere greek tragedy

electoral haiku #2

….i watch your poll dance
break house rules when you seek the
least evil romance….

electoral haiku #1

…votin hillary
like killin for cia
stead of kgb….

…blind yourself
now
do it!
close your fucking eyes
and burn them out with acid
before you
dare to blink
when you stare him down
prep yourself mothafucka
if you gonna look into his abyss
and search for your fears
you’ll find them and more
and learn that you’ll
like them and more
his eyes his goddamnedeyes
will only
lookatya
when he wants you to see
the scare and scar
in you
so ifya
gonna stand with me
mothafucka
my last comradeinarms
then let me
gouge those
motherfucking
eyes out

…governance is afterall
a ritual in
gastrointestinaldigestion

swallow-in

  encountered

    corpsed

       “finish-it!”

          free dom

spit-out

   cumstained

       revolutionary

           heroes

              on heroin

 

 

 

 

 

gun control

….wanna know
if internal affairs
be exnonerating
those snipers
for a good shoot
wanna know
if nra be
defending their
right to carry
over
the line
finally
wanna know
which killing fields
be training them
to snipe
wouldn’t be the first time
grassy knolls in dallas
be hiding fbi
assassins
wanna know
how 1/8th ofa drop
spilled be
equalizing to eons
of rivers running wild
when they decide
whose lives
actually matter
and how blood
spatter
indicts the victim
not the
murderer
wanna know
how predators
be tried as
victims
and perpetrators
be crowned as saviors
wanna say no
evry time
black an brown
in blueformation
takes down
every black gathering downtown
wanna know
why we keep snitching
on our own
consecrating it as
salvation
wannaknowwannaknowwannaknowwannaknow
fingerstwitching
eyesleaking
breathstopping
my education
about
to be starting

 

 

….maybe next time
instead of license
and reg
you’ll ask
for what
you really want instead
and maybe next time
i’ll hand over
my will and last testament
and i’ll
ask you to shoot me
anywhere but the head
so i can donate
my brain to science
so they can examine the
concussive whiplashes
induced by your 180degree
leaps of logic
-had me believing that
my time was never
going to crash into this next time
and that
i would actually beat out
philando
and alton
and eric
and michael
and tanisha
and miriam
and symone
and sandra
in your
american roulette
blamegame
yeah
maybe next time
i’ll stop
believing
that there
will be
a next time

…freedom
to be
the first half of the day
before i get a follow back
on my way home
from work
to be
the first half of the year
and
the other hand
is the only thing
that would have to go back
and
i don’t think that
i have a great
way of the day
before
i get a follow back
on my way home
from work
to be
the
best of the year

and yet…