fent-colored clowns
when us 80s and 90s kids
were comin up
it was all dare
don’t take candy from strangers
now it’s all rainbow fentanyl
a deliberate effort
by drug traffickers
to drive addiction
in kids
and young adults
dear dea, didn’t catch
american gangster
it’s been a while
for me personally
but it’s made that way
for the scene
the brand
at least
that was the way
with all our mdma
white dolphins
pink camels
purple doublestack shamrocks
not to specifically
target children
not that the sight
of such lively branded pills
doesn’t increase
their dreamy attraction
I mean
what american child
would not be intrigued
by the fun promise
of any pill
to make one happy?
our brain candy
is our disease
everyone else is selling it
so why not the ‘cartels’
as if every pill maker is mexican
but there’s no clowning about
110,000 ods on the wall
of mt. rushmore
one pill can kill
three grains of sand
in a tipped hourglass
and group texts
of friends relay
a tale of just one
touch killing a kid
or cop
a rumor ringling
bros barnum & bailey’s
into urban myth
like 90s hiv on needles
in change dispensers
or movie seats
our panic
the greatest show
on earth
from which we
can never od
but it all chutes
down to playgrounds
the thrill
of the ladder
and that
the saddest
souls
amongst us
won’t be cured
not even with hugs
it’s a street circus
milton bradleying
the neighborhood
just like heroin
in the sixities
on black blocks
so pull
your stool
up to the new
shooting gallery
and bet on the blue
bear hanging alone
from the heavens
shiny eyes lips
stilled
in a smile
odds are
better
than ever
Horror Sleaze Trash 