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