“Shudder Towards The Apocalypse”
Concrete
leads the way to a bleak landscape
greed and gluttony oh my capitalist beast.
Corporate isolation,
surrounding me,
covering me,
smothering me,
with their trademarked logos
of hate and oppression.
Atomic bombs
are released in euphoria
as the suburbs of utopia lay in rubble,
and once pale men turn to
charcoal colored dust.
The lab rats
are released from their captivity,
they sit on my couch and watch cable TV,
growing disillusioned and obese.
They truly are Americans now,
value sized and cheap.