poems

blind spots

images
bombard me
like nuclear winter’s looming blockbuster hit

coffee
with a pack of cigarettes
who will hear when I take my last breath

alone
no one remains
what does a name contain when it carries no respect

money
focus on the aspect of debt
make yourself rich by giving everything you have

games
played out like the welcome mat
anyone who doesn’t cheat is not fun to play with

kings
sitting naked on the throne
hear the voice of the people changing its tone

garbage
collection is the natural way
we humans have an eye for things that get in the way

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