Philosophical Nothing - The Marrow

Kill it til it's dead

starch-pressed
into a straight edge
folded creased to a t
razor dredge
shave the head
& ink i.d. unto each
before they're bleached
in chemical showers &
laid down to sleep
in flower beds.

slay the secret
in the doctrine,
the seeds screaming
beneath the garden's
feet, the bleak faces
taking countless paces to
the mass grave market
they made earlier today.

yeah, but all
at what cost?

attention
there's tension.

earlier today man,
lives were lost.
earlier today
lines were f*****g crossed,
so we've become inverted.
we were dirty & thirsty
pero hay no agua,
so we drank the hot
rotted water
then we
marched ourselves to
slaughter,
all like:

'we don't need
no re-education.'

just give me
a month & a few days
and I'll be
running this slave ship
like a major corporation.

till then
y'all can just be patient
keep sitting &
waiting
to see
the end
meet the means,
cuss justice,
cuz we can,
F**K IT.
punch in
to the expansion tactic
mcmansion dream factory

& if you ask me,
fancy don't
match free.

that s**t is ugly

& lacks, passion
character
integrity.

just let em be.

bland.

...I'm yall's biggest fan.