faux green marble

i woke up and the
ogre in the mirror was odd!
the face was puffy!

ah, salt in my sheets.
disturbed dreams. and the dull pain.
god, implicate me!

after the flog comes
release. dying christ gazes down
and, lo! grants thee peace.

faux green marble tile
beneath florescent light beams
leads one to nothing.

they're open eight to three.
my companions? talkin' 'bout
weed, jail, and the man.

how many primaries are left?
oh, quite a few. the people still
are speaking. polls? SHHHHH!!!!!