passing strange

this time is passing
strange

as the earth, the sea,
& the sky
invisibly dis-
integrate.

my country is,
at once, a
bully & a
liar.

my workplace is
consciousless &
fundamentally in-
competent as
amerikan companies
seem to
be

& the cancer in
my blood may
be flickering into
flame.

denial detaches
from this
world––

i want to grow
roots.