i saw two hawks
circling the fields
hazy and indistinct
in the sweltering
malaise of the first
in a series of
allnightheatadvisories
as summer does her
wretched best to
melt the lonestarstate
into a puddle of all
its varied inadequacies

was forced to hitchup
my big boy pants
learn the subtle dance
of maneuvering through
the desolate corporate
hellscape of linguistic
shenanigans in an effort
to finally get shit done
shouldering the load so
the inevitable incompetence
spewed from on high won’t
send this house of cards
into an ignominious demise

i keep finding myself
in a leadership role
when all i want is to
go home and write
being type a while
navigating both bpds
leaves me feeling more
fafo than at your
earliest fucking convenience

i want to set the world on fire
fingerpaint in the ashes
some nightmarish better realm
perhaps more aptly
i want to incite revolution
from the comfort of my couch
but it keeps getting worse
and no one is doing a goddamned thing
all those patriots who swore
to uphold the constitution
must have gotten lost
all tangled up in their
don’t tread on me flags
while trying to get a taste
of the dictator’s fucking taint

i watched as two hawks
spontaneously combusted
over a field outside of
italy texas while i drove
down to waco to install
lockers at some apartments
a burnt tail feather stuck
beneath my windshield wiper
as i contemplated rebellion