
Chumming the water
With small fish to roil the sea
Corrupt Don absconds

it's more of a snack
than medieval power feast
my social diet

agony induced
via algorithm plots
deceptive exploit

Birch said to the Elm
"The jig is up! It's the copse."
"Let's not stick around."
So both of them made like trees
Pulled up roots and went to leave

No alarms to set
Reminders tasks or deadlines
Time ticking to tick

a hole in the truth
way too big for a Humvee
to plug up with lies
intimidation brute force
vigilante injustice

The path to success
Nine out of ten billionaires
Endorse starting rich

Metal escutcheon
Around perception keyhole
Is scratched and pitted
From inanities truncheon
Efforts to unlock function

I thought what was what
What I didn't know was what
What had turned into

our decrepitude
ruthless rancid and randy
offends all senses
waddling around the world
worst of us on full display

some podcasts make you
take the gish gallop challenge
turn nonsense to sense

the natty flea flies
out without it's overcoat
in a flea-brained flight

Our whimsical lust
Falls like a cigarette ash
Off the glowing coal
On the butt of this smoke break
To the ashtray of our days

bare trees speak to me
without the clutter of leaves
message from their roots

No signal. Phooey!
Bring back good ol broadcast snow
Watch ghosts come on through

bite your media
chew before swallowing cause
your brain has no teeth

Interim construct
Timed thaw and ripen cycle
Live task wheel process

seems all the stories
I tell myself about me
are anecdotal

Only takes a peek
No vigil necessary
To see the abyss
Looming up before us all
Executive malfeasance

some barely conscious
of IRL surroundings
subsumed all day while
partaking of violent games
ingesting haughty delights

Many a disease
I've given myself watching
YouTube videos

the Same Subterfuge
just a Different Century
and the band played on