Art Music Poetry #95

This one is in Cypress owned by Ferridun, the singer.

This one is in Cypress owned by Ferridun, the singer.

Blatant fouls
distract virtuous
life. Even autumn
colors can’t pull us
together.

The penalty for
not thinking
is another round
of corruption, worldwide wage
slavery.

A girl in
an engineer’s cap
wraps an afghan on
her grandmother, gets
I-Pad news.

Hip swerving golfer
prances through
a coffee shop with
fully clothed three hybrid: a
sponsor’s gift.

Lifestyles, so
incongruent, mingle while
Wall Street adds
A hundred to the
Dow: record profits

magnify
obvious bias bestowed,
via GATT,
to owners of the
means of production.