poetry of jesse wiles

The Look For Appeal

Some of us say Thank you father, for showing the way Some of us say Wind from the south It will be nice today I say

Please fuck off all you men in black whose lot it is to say "Doom and Disaster Are reaching us faster" and "It's all very awful" and "I'm afraid it's quite gray we have no, we have no bananas today"

but no one is near and no one to hear

what if it doesn't matter anymore what if i don't matter anymore is there a place more recent than now to look for appeal

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