residential

the employment services brochure 

mentions no spaceships

6pks

bulletproof turtlenecks 

nor rice noodles.

i told you i wouldn't work for fascists.

i don't enjoy hearing them smack their tongues.

they steal your metro cards. starve you to death.

call you crazy & make sure you answer.

all the houses they build

the windows got that steel lace that puts

metal splinters deep

in the crotch of your fingers

if you try to run

try to run.

you gon hear

a soundtrack of elvish,

tugging your wrists from behind

as if they caught you,

johnson-out / wide-open

at the winter white house

homegrown menace

crying for a suck & a beer

try to run

you home.

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