Wish em' well, tossing

coins onto their unseeing 

eyes splashed with sham tears 

Steal a line here,

borrow a word or two there,

and the story's yours 

The tide rolls out with

a self-made plague ship looking

for a safe harbor 

Bite your tongue until 

the blood comes to spit out the 

venom within you  

There was a time when 

footfalls in an empty hall 

didn't feel lonely 

Consume, consume, cons,

conservative pundits can't

keep their fictions straight 

Nuzzling muzzle 

and hot breathe in the morning 

is a wake up call