Do you get bored hearing about it?
I’m sorry.
Only … I’m not sorry you get bored and glutted on the subject
I’m sorry you’re that kind of person
Because it makes you like so many others
I wouldn’t wipe my shoes on.
The other week I met your doppelgänger in a bar
we were sharing a corner and I made mention of
the recent killing in our town of a gay person
the roll of your eyes reminded me of all the times
I tried to talk to people about matters that were important
they said; Yes, yes, I’m listening
and desperately sought a way out
but when it comes to your time to talk about what you
find vital
I bet that bar is well-worn and you sit deep in your drink
discussing and pontificating your subjects
like the right to shoot deer out of season and why
you must always have an AKA 47 in your arsenal
despite the fact it would spoil the meat
on such occasions I am tempted to enquire
do you believe in zombie apocalypses is that why
you are a prepper or
do you just want to shoot people who
don’t do and think what you say?
Someone like me perhaps? Come on I see it in your
tempered dislike
I keep my mouth shut most of the time
just like your wife who tires of your drunk
jokes at the end of the day about how a good wife
should give head
she’d stand up to you and throw your ass out
if it weren’t for her fear of being alone
as if some big lug of meat and venom would be any loss
most of the time you miss the toilet seat on purpose
and you stash your porno mags beneath pizza boxes
in the freezer, that’s kinda disgusting really
just like you when you eye underage girls coming
into Starbucks for a latte in their short grey school skirts
and wank in the communal bathroom
pretending nobody knows what that ammonia smell is
whereas the young woman who was killed
stabbed in the chest 30 times
by unknown assailants
did no more than walk on a trail path
one afternoon to get some sun
it was deemed a hate crime because someone heard
them shouting taunts of DYKE DYKE DYKE
but you wouldnt’ care you’ve done it yourself
any time a woman said no to your
tragic advance
it matters more that you can own guns
keep immigrants out who you think
will steal your job
drive your big ass truck
even if your taxes are going to wars that never finish
walls that won’t do anything
hate that only begets hate
groups of our population are being vilified and denigrated
like it’s a sport
you’d join in if you weren’t sitting drunk off your ass next to me
rolling your eyes at my words
there are some things you cannot change
and you are proudly one of them
which is why I never fail to vote
in the hope people like you and your voice
do not drown out the others
if we fight for rights and win
it’s our duty to never abuse that right
by apathy and not going out
because it’s raining and boo hoo I’m
tired I’ve had such a long day
how about another bigot instead?
I’m much more fatigued by minds who care not
about those they trample on
so vote, vote, vote
and you won’t even need to
change his mind
your words will be heard
look at her pale face she looks half dead
A woman
TheFeatheredSleep 