Flash Photography

calvin klein nightmares,
polished boots and belt buckles a-comin'

sell your blood for food,
sell your lungs to breathe..

a million words buzzing by
and gossip at the waterbarrel;
click and they'll hear you...

files gathering dust,
stampeding staples shutting us up...

ants and moths in the wallets;
cockroachs staring at us...

hush and they'll laugh.