Ghosts “Я” Us
before you buckle up
do not
forget
where that iron ore
originated:
somewhere
lush
tropical
pristinely
alive
inna
masterpiece of
thriving
teeming
communal
insectual
variety.
hive-minded monarchy
in harmony with
disingenuous
instantaneous
intravenous
novelty
that’s us,
tools n sluts
rubbernecking
the accident of our existence
maybe
take notes from ants
practicing
evolution in reverse
what’ve we
mastered?
state-of-the-art
drive-thru
service
fentanyl salad sandwich
with a
side order of demise.
Horror Sleaze Trash 