Rain

Rain
A flash
A thunderous crash
Today I took a subway to work, a veggie sub
Targets wear orange, in parallel universes
Where the bold fly synchronously
betwixt the skulls of conformity
stagnant in their hollow shallows
(Dream, fire-breathers! Dream!)
Bullets sing a high-pitched drone
Echoes have none to call their own
Baleful words fuel themselves
Law books sit on endless shelves
Spiritual lies lie scattered and broken
as grains of truth die unspoken

A hamburger today keeps the doctor in pay
–Collaboration

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Author: Peter Schreiner

Ethical Vegan, Idealistic Anarchist

2 thoughts on “Rain”

  1. I really like how you mesh images of rapid movement, careening through dark passages, letting us see through your eyes as it is all happening. Law books brooding under dust along with religious emptiness devoid of spirit. Droning bullets and “skulls of conformity.” Marvelous stuff, my friend!

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