The Great American Recession

the Great American Recession

and me

yes we met

half way to the Brave New World

at each other’s throat

me struggling for a breath

her

for make up and my faith

in miracles and fairies

flying around in New York

up and down

right to left

as music of English Horns plays to invisible ears

that are long deaf

TV on

daily bread is fed

venom flows

God I am alive and I find

invitation to hell

completely unexpected again