Barren Chatter

Cake walks and avalanches dangle inviting
morsels of distress rushing like television
on schedules of mischief with egos aplenty
hauling the barrow without common vigilance 
to dance on the fresh dirt while packing bodies in.

Loose change tumbles from limp palms and interest plans;
crescendos of misery sing in scoundrel ears
as set forth by campaigns of sin terrifying
to line up the languid in perilous events
always on schedule while creating blind demand

without sympathy to humans in mortal need
or harmony with living things beneficent.
Tangle knots of certainty grin from broken teeth
whittled to nubs by gnawing predatory greed,
the gums bleed fresh prayers to the curtain in the back.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Culverhouse Avatar
October 6, 2009 at 7:39 AM
I get it, it is no joke that chatter can kill.
Devonshire Avatar
October 5, 2009 at 12:52 PM
"Whittled to nubs by gnawing predatory greed" is a powerful line that recalls for me the chaos in Washington, DC. The winners always seem to enjoy dancing on the bodies of those who have fallen. Excellent write, John! Love, Carolyn
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