driving down familiar roads
metro detroit
dollar stores
check cashing places
community outreach parking lots,
filled with cars
every other corner littered with
a homeless guy holding some kind of sign
proclaiming god's blessing
needing money
or food
or drink
some of them willing to work...
everyone afraid
on edge
under insured
over medicated
or something like that
driving
orange barrels
potholes
and there it was
proof positive,
that this world is spiraling
spinning
out of control
friday night cage fights
at the local F.O.E. hall
what the fuck?!
i wonder if the guy working the door
has a bottle of hand sanitizer next to the 50/50 raffle tickets....


i don't know what to say,
or do-
anymore
how about you?