GONE
BUT SOMEHOW STILL HERE
The
girl is long gone
but
we still hear her echo
in
her song
about
how I should be stronger
while
the coffee I crave
the
taste has made me a slave
and
the callus on my elbow
whispers
for skin conditioner
and
I go over all the things
I
don't like about myself
but
what the hell I am who I am
this
is the reality the rest is sham
if
the human robot is made
will
it need a passport
and
have to name its mother
and
where she was born for a birth certificate
thinking
of all the old vets
living
on the streets
having
lost their picture Ids
un
persons of some version
as
the MSM says isn't awful
and
then tries to sell us insurance
for
protection, protecting what
you
have to be dead to collect
or
if you watch sports
why
not a gas guzzling monster truck
to
sit in the 14mph parking lot
on
the way to work
while you text like some jerk
of
perhaps have a “pop” or four
and
T bone a SUV
full
of kids
and
take up the time of the courts
possibly
getting bail
and
court cases stretching into the future
no
justice no peace
things
that bug my ass
the
wars of class
and
realize
we
are the losers
film
to night with the Jackster
still
don't know where
perhaps
Jack can find it
on
his phone so there
Ciao,
JWL © 08/01/2016
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