to be empty
and not care
like a starving man
outside the library
with a forecast
of nuclear bombs
in the morning.
There is nobody there
except two employees
He pulls Babbitt off the shelf
The message is meaningful,
but the words aren’t there.
It’s a classic.
The starving man, pulls other classics off the shelf.
The message is lost in the first paragraph.
He doesn’t have time to read.
His mind is blown to hell.
He thought about blowing up the city two years ago
but it was too much work. “Society will take-care of that, all by itself,” he said to himself.
how to mix chemicals,
but couldn’t decide where to place the bombs
City Hall? But there were good people there
Local Watering Holes? Those guys were just trying to get drunk
The Community Center? Retired folks
The Catholic Church? Maybe.
The modern world was confusing
It was too hard to find the heart
where to stick the knife.
The starving man had stopped eating
Food made him sick
People made him sick
Church made him sick
He couldn’t kill society
Society was killing him, slowly.
He waited, but it took too long.
When a man wants to die, he rarely gets his way
and when he least expects it
a bus driver
drops their road-kill sandwich
by the brake
in the street
so the birds, bugs, and undertaker
have something to eat.
Society lives off the starving man–
it eats him
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Zombies all of them!
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