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Ladies and gentlemen of the jury
what else do you need to know?
How they've fleeced your bloodline.
Gutted your sons and defaced
your angel daughters.
How they put the planet
up for sale. Sky brown. Dead Sea.
Cut down mountains to get their goods
to a new market now that yours is
dark and shuttered.
How you always owe them something
even if they've claimed
each extremity. One by one.
Lopped off and
thrown in a hole
the process machines
that break the shit down
into dinner. Packaged brightly
w/lots of salt. And sugar.
And booze. 18% by volume.
How we dance on our last leg
the latest gyration. The newest dodge
and hustle. And I wish I had a hacksaw
to cut the shin away.
Poetry has the last word.