Beyond commodified
sparkle and shine,
Does anyone
Really care about us?
In eight minutes, forty six seconds
a life was taken
igniting
the long brewing firestorm
simmering beneath America.
we walk fast here because it’s cold outside.
wind hits downturned forehead over sidewalk.
inside library i swallow the news
newspaper up down and onto the next…
Beat your alarm and lay in bed until it rings
pace around the house. hiss at the paintings
of generic flowers you don’t know who picked out
listen to them remind you, you’re here
temporarily
Where to put the special instructions
that detail what must happen to me when I die?
The clouds all seemed to converge on Justice
Personified as a statue on the courthouse square.