There’s so much depression
So many crushed chests
Cavities
Such pain
I am seeking action
In my restlessness
Repose
Or retaliation
At the black ink
Insidious, scripted, and faultless
Out on
Of course
And within
Title for dime for peace of mind
For lever to push and penny to toss
Pick it up!
No…
What range
What strange people
Who sit on with crush chests in airports
Demanding finer service
What heroes