What is There to Fear

what is there to
fear except

for the fear you
bring to

the table like

dropped from metal
skies let’s

secure the homeland
you can’t

call it fatherland
you know

how that turned out
and our

other ‘enemy’ called
their nine

time zone landmass

better off weaponizing
our cereal

and turn the homeland
into westworld

as if living in fear is
as natural as

sabre-toothed tigers
chasing us

there are no futures
of jetpacks

just empty promises
that they’ve

made poison taste

Michael McInnis lives in Boston and spent six years in the US Navy sailing across the Pacific and Indian Oceans to the Persian Gulf three times, chasing white whales and ended up only with madness. Read other articles by Michael.