HEXAGONAL KINDERGARTEN
(For the kids) 12.30.2012

Ants don't mass murder other ants
Gophers aren't constructing supermax solitary
My heart races, seeing postcard of city
Pretty feminine eyes on Kodak paper
Gives me reason to breathe like drone to queen bee

Let me tell you about bleach in coffee
A white revolutionary surrounded by Nazi
Smiles: "Of course I trust you, it's me
Not trusting what I am politically
The stripes young woods gain killing me"

Legalese savvy: Green v. Downs 2:12CV432
Adam Lanza, my pen friend says,
At twenty took thirty. More pain
Unburied

Honeycombs hold us inside earth for eternity
Buried precisely, vertically, horizontally, deeply
Mothers' tears laid gently on marble memorials
Fathers' anger simmering explaining how
Could he? - Be angry. At babies!

The buzzing roar of an NFL football game
Push and pull yards, oilfields, religiosity
Screaming of peace. Punishing pain with
Solitary suffering.

Following leaders' gleaming bleached incisors
In and out of Iraq. Searching for mass
Destruction. Driving over bodies destructing
As nuclear weapons sit siloed at home
W.D.40-ed into eternal non-rusting - honeycombed

Iran the new buzzword for collective hate
Traded like train cars every administration
Shield your rage using Randy Jackson, calm
Internal stirrings on Celebrity Beachhead
Bow to the blondest, brightest, smilingest

Cruel world, I sit celled in cement, waiting
For wood and soil upgrade. Sat sucking thumb
In plastic tray, exactly the same as neighboring
Tray. Schooled in classes, consuming calories
Measured precisely. Synthetically manipulated
E.X.A.C.T.L.Y.

Trained to be just like you. To be full on same
Portion. Attracted to same type of person
Taught to feel pride when one dies and one
Lives. To consume as much as possible
Up the ante emotionally. Always. That's me... (no more)