Sterile America
Posted to Action Poetry
by Tabloid Footprints on 2001-04-23 08:20:00
Traveling show apothecaries
Open up reflective theories
Of the moon, it's plains
The blue swirling lanes of waves
Thirsty adolescents reject their cures
Give us highway entertainment!
Tradesmen spinning tales
Of thick cotton webs
and Siren mockery
This is sterile America
A breed buiding Babylonian towers
And gnawing numbing contraband
