Friday, December 30, 2022

Picked Off One by One

Good cheer setting traps
today and every other
misinformed day
for the toppers and queens
and everything else
falsely growing green
in the garden.
I’ve been handed a map
of every unearthly mask
that cowardly tries
to evade and get saved
from all that thrives
in that paved over
garden.
When the pickers arrive
forced to dollars a day
to only survive
they’ll know nothing more
than the garden becoming
a whore ridden circus.

©cmd 2022 [aka o.monger]
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