commentator
on you and me
our old capacity
for love and hatred
in this society
we used to sit together
on the same old boards
listening to the same old
complaints of consideration
long before my ears bled
from day old lies reread
to the disregarded degenerates
in their horrendous homes
now i’m trying to stick up
for what it is i believe in
whatever it is that i believe in
to get me through the rest of today
not like i had a choice
to keep you here with me
but i’ve heard good things
about your new congregants
at least they seem to be
what they present themselves as
when you wave and say,
“hello”