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True Crime Podcast Timesuck Sonnet

I was listening to a crime podcast

& I realized these were criminals

Spinning yarns of the malfeasance dullest

Just boring, white, suburban-animals

The adultery was pedestrian

The adulterers were so self centered

The crime was committed, no questioning

So that they could read the Bible ensured

These dull quotidian malfeasances

Malformed reactions to society

Occur ‘cause of selfish conveyances

Trying to keep bourgeois propriety

& I listened to this empty story

To fill time while I did dull tasks ho

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Suburbanization Sonnet

Suburbanization’s Corporate Welfare

Highways out of cities carry money

That America’s government once shared

Amongst all citizens much more fairly

Highways & subsidized “public” Parking

Stole money from people outside of cars

To benefit “modernity’s new thing:”

Automobiles (that drive us apart far)

Driving past humanity isolates

Man from man, woman from woman, people

See “others” as abstract, & as ingrates

That interfere with’th speed worship steeple

The car you love so intensely costs you

Ability with others to commune

http://marketurbanism.com/2017/09/05/subsidizing-suburbia-a-forgotten-history-of-how-the-government-created-suburbia/

Second Amendment Sonnet

A firearm in hand boosts the weak psyche

•Fist, Stick, Knife, Gun• explains psychology

A pistol needn’t compromise with me

2nd Amendment’s a tautology

White Supremacy’s 2nd Amendment

Guns to bully & slaughter Brown People

First Indians then Negroes targeted

Racism’s the American steeple

I’d always suspected this about guns

They’re part of the American ego

They were somewhat less necessary once

Back when White Supremacy was legal

Guns’re inextricably linked to death

Taking over when compromise has left

https://www.publishersweekly.com/978-0-8070-4449-0

http://freakonomics.com/podcast/how-to-think-about-guns-a-new-freakonomics-radio-podcast/

http://www.citylights.com/book/?GCOI=87286100460830

https://www.stitcher.com/s?eid=53508079&autoplay=1&refid=asi_twtr

“My Bad” Sonnet

On the bleak avenues where we poor live
(The ones not swept for rich suburban kids)
A catastrophic drama one man gives
(Apologizing for tragedy lived)

For some personal shortcoming he died
(Known only to him & his assailant)
Maybe he cheated? Maybe he lied?
Witnesses reported he died valiant

“(The victim) was clutching his chest… saying,
‘My bad! My bad!’ His last words — he said
‘my bad’ four times. …Were his last words [living].
It gave me goosebumps. [The last price he paid]”

For some established rule of the poorest
Death was delivered to one man homeless

http://www.nydailynews.com/new-york/nyc-crime/21-year-old-man-fatally-stabbed-brooklyn-shelter-article-1.3841501

Suicide Sonnet II

Despair’s inflated & elevated

No matter how rarefied the pathway

People are by reality anchored

Some souls see costly damage lives assay

“Look!” I whisper, “see the unhappiness

Flirting across her stoic countenance?”

(The sensitive see other souls’ undress

It is how they obscure their reluctance)

Some brave souls hide their sadness with swagger

Others in style’s fashionable package

Rest assured under its weight they stagger

As they try to rummage & hope salvage

Please! when you hear of someone’s suicide

Know that you have the same despair ins

http://www.nydailynews.com/new-york/manhattan/2-women-leap-deaths-separate-suspected-suicides-nyc-article-1.3829606

Electric Door Sonnet

The perils of modernity are sloth

We have to walk from humanity’s troth

What is easiest is rarely the best

Honest work distinguishes from the rest

So skip the escalator take the steps

For this is how the worthy earn their reps

Every gadget that you are given

Will diminish your goals to be striven

The easier your bosses make your life

Will only cause someone or you more strife

So walk the road less traveled if you can

For this is how to be a better man

No one is ever selling better lives

Each bit of assistance cuts you like knives

Obscuring With Beauty

People learn things exceedingly slowly

Rarely understanding implications

Situations’ implications wholly

Searching out oversimplifications

Create palatable realities

Of noble & honorable people

Obscuring all of our venalities

We’re praying towards a false clapboard steeple

We resent all the unflattering news

Rejecting both the friendly & snarky

Rather than try to accept painful truths

That might let wisdom’s bold knowledge mark thee

Most people hide from their identity

When it doesn’t their ego benefit