eating fast food
on a bed in the land of the free
in a motel perfect
to o.d. in
madness to the left
insanity to the right
the wise have gone blind
the blind, gone deaf
to the warnings
given by little flowers
to big cities
that they remain ever vigilant
lest all that scrapes the sky
comes crashing to the ground
landing on children
playing in the poppies
kc2017
