listening
to gaslight anthem
while the media
gaslights
the nation
doomsday prepping
in an effort
to avoid
apocalyptic warning signs
of tuesday
being
a second monday

it’s like
driving down the road
as my father
explains
the impending divorce
a discourse
unnecessary
in the grand scheme
of granular streams
in angular
screams
that maybe
possibly
it isn’t all
my fault

compacting
the trash
of a garbage proposal
impacting the truth
of disillusion
confusion
intrusion
a refusal to speak
for fear
of silent reproach
violent refocus
vibrant discourse
as gaslight anthem
plays
boomboxes and dictionaries