and what you don't say

and what you don't say






trafficking
extreme amounts of armaments
to all points ridiculous
is one thing.
but
pretending to be this innocuous
lifelong friend
while
covertly harboring visions
of
cattle prodding men
who just so happen to be lodge on top of
what you need to defend
your own carnival act
is
about as whack as
pretending democracy exists
and
honest government 
is somehow coming back.






sjw 06/21/17 inspired at this very moment in time by all those things left unsaid.






from the 'blitzkrieg series' of poems