MayPoWriMo 2

In this new world
of remote everything

there are nothing
but societies

a system of
destructive falsehoods

perishing the thought
of corporate interregnum

it takes so much
brainwashing to build

it will take a lot more than
bleach to tear it down

just ask the homeowner
who spent a solid hour

on the quietest and brightest
afternoon of the spring

obliterating the tall grass
unaware it grows back again

heedless of our fruitless
shouting insane demands

you can hear the new
structure of feeling

slouching to be born
it just isn’t very loud yet