Smash open those stale

thoughts and reveal the juicy

insides, scrape it clean 

Let the world wear on 

for a few hours without you

while you watch, sidelined 

Reigning over us

their bombs rain down again from

a crystalline sky 

Pull at the frayed edge

of memory gently or

risk unwinding all 

 Even Jesus let 

his righteous indignation 

get the best of him 

Please don't mistake these 

strings of words thrown together 

for my inner life 

Outrage pays the bills 

these days; no matter which side

it is monetized