apollo mission to mcdonalds

cancer

is beautiful

for it doesn’t discriminate

us

rotting humans

who denigrate and

discriminate those

who rot

with beautiful cancer

*

every poem

is a wet willy

resuscitation of childhood

that fails for

no child would write

in poems

but instead

with their fingers

in their ears

for there

they know

themselves

and the rest is

just nanana

no more

*

how sad that

after all of civilization’s

progress which included

taming fire

founding genetics

discovering other planets

to one day leave this one

all there is nowadays

is to find a job where

i wait to go home

and rest from civilization

and this planet