Strange Trues............rewrite.

run around in circles screaming out obscenities

why the hell not

decorum

 i suppose

you can drink that away

dance everywhere

you would have walked

if you're wasted enough

or want to be watched enough

liked enough

loved for the sake of love itself

too wasted to care about a straight guys sneer

strange trues litter the landscape of lies

bits of something half-hidden

under scraps of old newspapers and discarded boxes

WE SPEND OUR LIVES BETWEEN DESTINATIONS

passing through cars

ambulances

 buses and trains

from one end of a life to another

start out being carried

end up

irritated by the weight of the baggage

travelers of necessity with nowhere to go

hamsters all

we

hail

the wheel

once in awhile

you get what you deserve

a raise or a jail cell

worth becomes tangible

the politics of the moment

ends up holding the only import

 in the entire damn universe

the struggles between our personal lives

and our government has never been more raw

always gonna be David and Goliath

just ain't always gonna end in That Old Fashioned Bible Justice

in this country where we tell ourselves the citizens rule

through the voting booths

a rigged game

where New York sells out to a billionaire

who considers the 150 mill he spent to win chump change

and all them voters

chumps

Daley keeps Chicago in control with a mafioso hearted tribe of precinct workers

highly paid alderman whipped into control by a machine that can make or break

The perennial candidates

set up kissing booths
to earn the money to buy buttons/tv ads/lawn signs/private jets, etc...

the lobbyists line up around the block

expecting tongue

no matter what the hell they had for lunch

maybe not your pet politician

 maybe not

maybe not            you

maybe

not

maybe

happens if you vote that hopeful vote

gotta be careful who you please with this life

and reckless about who you piss off

Today the politicians are debating a watered down environmental bill

that will have little

to no

impact on the evolution of our atmosphere into corrosive acids

pleasing to the economy and  a big fuck you to the future

sacrifice the future on a fiscal altar

cling to that lifestyle

cling to that idea that anyone
who wants to can make it in the states

cling to that idea that the corrupt politicians
really have good intentions

cling to the idea that the corporations
are not raping the world around us

cling to the idea that the population explosion
will not wipe away life as we know it

cling to the idea that the silence of the earth
 is her last word on the way we have treated her

cling to the belief that justice ain't never gonna come knockin'

try to hold on to ancient beliefs

 that those same writers

would not hold today

the best minds of their times
 took into account new science with a hunger

The Christians superstitiously run from

20/20 hindsight is going to give us
the truth of what we have done

We will respond
way too late

25 years down the road

some will admit they were wrong

or their grandfathers were wrong or the times were wrong or....
the only thing we will not be lacking is excuses

the final reckoning should be hyperbole for fiction writers

not the prevailing goddamn scientific thought

let whatever the hell acre of earth your soul erupted on

decide what you are going to think

fit in, man, fit in

read self help books

to create a game that can get you up in the morning

produce pleasing emotional states

with prayer and song

sink into the zen of the moment

until the sun sets one last time

and those horizons just go away forever