whither and where thy words fly
why, oh why, oh why the need
for shreds like garbage-garments
thrown away only to be picked up again
‘look oh look!’ in constructed shock
at the horror that is he and his
a sad pathetic zoo of human failure
where the monkeys make fun of the apes
for the quality of their enslavement

and from cage to cage it goes ever on
the joy at neighbour’s miserable bondage
makes ones own chains slightly lighter
lifted by the airy whispered uncoverings of

“have you heard?” and “did you know?”

lost amid the thousand, thousand voices
crazed cacophonous crying
seeking sanctified solace in the  primal impulse
to rage against their pain
through the wearing
of the cloak of other’s shame…