news bruise

fear swims from the flat-faced

newsman’s open tomb,

and into my gullible eyes

 

an amoebic brainwave piranha

 

a psychotic terrorist

ducked into the backseat

of my car with a fiber wire

pulled tight for strangulation

 

a tiny germ in my cantaloupe

that will kill me without

any warning symptoms

 

an exotic necrotic spider

just beneath my toilet lid

ready to inject me with

a jolt of two minute death sentence

 

a chemical in plastics

that will seep into my drinking water

and into the air I breathe,

and throw the power switch

on my lungs, liver and bladder

 

an illegal alien who’ll steal my

job, and make my medical

bills rise like floodwaters

 

new legislation that will rob

and kill my grandparents

at knifepoint

 

coming soon!

tornadoes, tsunamis, earthquakes,

falling satellites, hurricanes,

faulty brake lines,

rampant dog thieves and

diseased peanut butter!

 

I turn off the TV,

and run for help

 

thank God that Home

Depot is having a sale

on disaster supplies

 

I’ve got to prepare

for whatever cataclysm

happens first!

 

but first,

I need a beer and a cigarette

like a fish needs water

Reviews

[Kat Collins]

I love the sarcasm and wit in this poem. Delightfully wicked and satirical. I often watch those scrambling at grocery stores, fighting over the last drop of milk, because it's going to snow! two feet instead of one. Oh my! There is a time to be serious and plan and prepare and there is a time to sit back and smoke that cigarette.

[Kenneth The Poet]

Make mine a double shot of Jack, straight!

[Amy Bumpas]

This in some strange way is humorous, yet it is so true and sad...the
things we see on the news that scare and make us paranoid...I actually
don't watch much news anymore...we need hope, promise, not diaster
and nowdays anything will kill us..!