7.11.2009

conscience treading water

Have you ever noticed
how places that sell things
which you may want to keep secret
all have the same black plastic bags
with the diagonal gold stripes?

The liquor store has them;
the gun store;
the porn store--
carnal, violent vices all hidden
by the same thin layer
of opaque petroleum product.

No? Didn't think so...

As the Fifth Horseman sits with furrowed brow
talking shop to a blank wall
in a crowded house sans chocolate
too lazy, tired, and dry to go out
with morals forced oblong.

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