Firsts & Lasts

“Take a Fit”

Tellurians plodding half-heartedly to
Weekday carrels.  There is no merriment
For the voiceless mass.

Bosses excoriate through a variety of
Mendacious media.  Their intentional
Propaganda is as genuine as their workplace "family."

Our drudgery is ours.
Our anger is ours.
Our hours are theirs.

-K-

Four Line Blues Poems

“2”

Sunday's tears blame Friday's crazy.
Monday's prison tomorrow.
I feel despair knowing this whiskey
From town is where the Preacher been. 

-K-

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