you want
what you want,

having been fed
from youth

the milk of
personal choice—

open your mouth
and squeak the greasy

wheel: ask
for premium not

diesel, make the cart
tilt, the vehicle

wobble, say hey,
this here’s broken

and I won’t settle
not even if

everyone’s on
the same factory shift


In response to Via Negativa: Downsizers.

1 Comment

  1. Suffer, let the world befriend you
    Down, rehearse your message of gloom
    those who lose, for them there is room
    on World of Days’ stage of the Blues


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