I’m being Un-American
here, I know and my
heartfelt apology to
neo-fascist patriots
everywhere, loading
up those sweet assault
rifles and bat shit crazies
everywhere preparing
to shoot up a restaurant
or school yard but,
honestly, I’ve had my
fill of the violence
vomited up on a daily
basis in this slaughter-
house of a so-called
country. More murder
factory, blood and
guts sanatorium, or
palace of hatred, really,
reinforced daily by
television’s fake but
thunderous head
bashings, eye-stabbings
and diabolical
mutilations: the roar
of horror and death
never stopping, the
screams of victims
a coast-to-coast
symphony of ear-
piercing terror done
to acclimatize, subdue
and control, to prevent
resistance to the real
but far off eviscerations
of war, of Empire
let loose yet again upon
this tired, bleeding
world. Our tired and
bleeding world.