What
is our collective most afraid of;
Recognition
that we cannot control free-will to harm ourselves
So
in attempting to arrest the tides
We
destroy the shore in heaps of grain by constructing flood walls
Absent
the egress of the water in and out
Nutrients
strand mixed upon the ocean
Never
to amalgamate into rooted footholds
The
craven arrogance of the security state
Peers
across the harbor in a lighthouse of universal ignominy
Fearing
our saviors and to castigate the fewer devils
Constitutional
schizophrenia to let spare no filter for the innocent
Like
inverse shrimping nets designed to catch monster turtles
A
harpoon would be all the more effective
Yet,
the drones are scanning the populace in cyberspace and sand
Bombing
the autonomy of civility and accusing it of hiding in the Ides
Marching
to patriotism the rabble croons
Sweet
flag-wrapped porcine briskets of caked dough fried
For
a drive-through of apathy until it is you and me who are being served
Out
the in-door in the plastic-casing sterile, proper with a badge-number
Branded
into the flesh from the pillory of anti-thought into the value meal
Burn
Salem, burn and the books come next
Which
ones, this one, little bitty witch ones
Spreading
lies in the source code of zeroes
Guessing
the graces of dildos and crucifixes
Assigned
and intermixed to become nothing like the beach
Flowers
grew up with, until the very oceans we evolved from
Are
brandished terrorist, immigrant, not-slave wage qualified
Unfit
to be trusted to maintain the control of the bell-ringing market
Or
the field of the pesticide-proof apple bitten by the crowd
The
levees are raised to Babylon and even the albatross cannot land
After
Ulysses has managed to find home to warn us
He
too is rejected.
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