Unpunished

Best of luck unburning the flesh
undoing the injuries
reviving the rotting corpse
un-fucking the child
All the best as you penetrate the flesh of the innocent
and ask forgiveness
penance beyond words
irreparable
You who wound pay with guilt
"un" does not exist
It is done.
No sucking back the carbon dioxide that allowed the words to be created
No Superman to spin the earth & undo the events
The fucked child rarely is whole again
The fucked child NEVER forgets.

Stand Up, O Cowards

Rise up, you who would hide
behind the less fortunate
with the pretense of bureaucracy
and justification of business sense

Stand up and fight
the pretend fight of the apathetic
for Lexus and Deloitte,
luxury and pretense

Get up, you cowards
from behind that desk so large
and tell me why
with military guts and bravery

Guts untested against true terror
your silence crushing me
pinning me against the cold rough concrete
faces blank

I am The Crazy
the blabbering lunatic
words spilling
carefully chosen
ignored

Illusion of integrity
thinly veiled with blank stares
invalidation
you murder me

Cowards, O cowards
jesters for each other
bleeding BMW SUV GPS
bleed bleed bleed