unsaintly things

earthly delights turn to the loud mouth madness

as a man with his walking stick belt

the damnations of a world that would prefer

not to listen as I simply stroll through

wearing expensive headphones

not hearing a true word

just

seeing a man mouthing madness

breeching the quaint hermetic sprawl

with gruesome shouts

as we simply walk away

my excuse:

i was afraid (am afraid) of investing in
another tragedy in today's economy
i haven't had much of an appetite,
lately,

sorry

come to think, most people have

their heads up their ass as

the last standing refuge against

unsaintly things