Lie to Me – (Parental Advisory Version ~ but hopefully not Restricted)
by B. Sadie Bailey
Tell me more, maintain
my bemused amusement, dear
Whisper nihilistic narcissistic nothings
in my infected ear
Take my money, honey
foreclose my home and hopes
Throw my bilious bones to banksters
suck the marrow, bleed me
with leeches
Encode ecocide
in my unhinged jaw;
make me watch
as you bomb and drill
kill children
pillage the planet
bombogenesis
but you say there’s no climate change
the west is burning
and the east explodes,
oceans fart methane;
the earth retches
break me
bend me low
under your steel-studded boot-toe
you want me to smile,
say i’m fine it’s fabulous
while you screw me from behind
tweet the twisted
twitter twizzle
from your maggoty mouth;
gimme gossip, grisly genocide –
download the down-low from drones
onto my cell phone,
death-star radio-waves
rebounding ’round my brain
give me more pain
i can take it –
just a little leak runs down my cheek
pressure-cooker steam
sears my dying dreams;
teakettle screams
shoot another pipeline;
directional-drill it through my chest
black death
snakes through my veins
makes me insane –
dangerous
don’t turn your back, don’t slack,
my rage runs rogue;
excuse me mister
while i lock and load –
spit truth
to expose you,
disclose you –
restitutions owed 3/4/18
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Sadie, OUCH, you tell it like it is… thanks. Merry
It’s the human condition, Sadie.
“Lock and load” may not be the best response.
But sometimes, I share your rage.
[Editorial Comment: Sadie’s poem referencing “lock and load” was in no way specifically picked to post on the same day that U.N. Ambassador Nikki Haley used the same term in reference to the U.S. response in Syria. Just sayin’… Yet, it certainly does add even more zing to Sadie’s writing.]