Apathetic Poetics

I knew I would regret it

If I grew up to be Apathetically Poetic

The cynics, behind the scenes

The black Klansman high-fives the Jew-Nazi

While the gay-bashing homo tells all of his friends,

About all his threesomes with lesbians

The good politician tells us the truth

The clown gives you a low-fat sandwich and

A friendly pat on the tush

The Pope does something about the boys being poked

Israel tells Syria it was all just a joke

Here comes the loud-silent complacent commotion

Here comes the oilman to save the ocean

Let’s move to a democratic Iraq,

Iran, I laughed!

The young girl had a hot flash

Water froze in the Antarctic

Wall Street gave back

Let Obama be black

Will there ever be a white president?

Will they ever set precedence,

Or allow factual evidence?

It’s full serve in Oregon,

You’ve been served on Earth

Drink the Kool-Aid

It’s the cure for Aids

Hold me closer great big dancer

Kevorkian found the cure for cancer

And the disease from which we can’t be saved

Let’s set a precedence of affirmative action and

Steal Neil’s heart of gold right out her chest

Straight between real fake breasts

Go to war for freedom,

Buy smart, it’s cheaper at Wal-Mart

My favourite agency

Where we can throw down our values and

Keep a space for complacency

The world’s best poetics

Apathetic Poetics: goddamn them
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Orion

The wind shrieks by with a fervour reminiscent

Of a supposed madman coming to terms with society

Striations of clouds running faster than outlaws

After a crime spree

The rain stops temporarily

The drops run off me onto the damp dirty pavement

The clouds part momentarily

And they reveal Orion

The hunter overhead

Perpetually locked in mid-shot

Forever fletched

The hunt will never cull him peace