the lines you draw are better ones
than lines of coke that twitter feeds
the trees of wrath from angry seeds
will grow; in all the human kinds
of turpitude that hiding breeds.
but do we know? how can we feel
when images anesthetize
the hatred we disguise as love
in search of some lost online prize;
and i mean me in all of this:
the t-shirt comes in just my size.
the archetype – anxiety –
the antidote – reality –
the problem is we love the sound
of all our foes as they