FBI ALL ABOARD

We'd opened ourselves up to fascist beliefs we'd catered to the raw findings of mental angst an yet we knew going under cover would somehow lead to sudden death threats corruption beyond belief ill gotten gain abuse of power narrating our very existence we knew full well death would follow going into hostage situations my wearing wires on my womb was the fetus alive had there been prenatal care non existence actually being a confidential human source for the federal bureau of investigations in America a family of six a daunting task to be erased aborted soon after the currency arrived saving only the habitual murderers it seems witness protection for the arson murderers assasins hitmen hired to end life the Sammy the bulls the Calabrese willing to rat out the mere crime bosses of bosses where women infants and children vanishes at the Metra trains all aboard Kenilworth my mind focused on Bozo the clown The Ray Raynor show WGN broadcasting from Kenilworth Illinois who are we when the conductor screams watch your step my thoughts were can you hear my fetus heart beat can you tell the difference between my heart beat and the fetus heart beat do you have kids do you think the sound from the wires is harming my baby amazing going deep inside hostage situations twenty two cities from Chicago to north Chicago stopping briefly in lake bluff train station to install the wires I'm broken I'm scared I have to swallow fear I have to go on and finish this retched job bringing corruption organized crime to justice funny today no it never really ends these bullies lie in waiting to extort even your American poetry your mental health journal for gain while you double up on your survival skills while Klonopin is a safe haven a sanctuary between therapy sessions prayer is a constant reminder in many languages last stop poetry central station keep writing dear we will get through this