the days too short and neverending

the animals here insane and
chewing their paws down to blood and bone

the cages and the powerlines and
the bright green back yards

the shopping malls

map tells you you’re lost and
the children won’t stop crying and what i
believe in is the
empire of abandoned factories

all those daughters getting fucked in
dirty back seats in
empty potholed parking lots by men they’ve
never met before because money is the key

you either have it or you die
wondering why you were such a failure

you have this son who sets dogs on fire,
who laughs at their deaths
and of course he has friends

sickness cannot be contained

a junkie is nothing more
than a customer for life

wait long enough for everything
to go wrong and it will