Pompeii

Pompeii

a quick and senseless lay
a romp in the harvest hay
or in a Chevrolet in the wood
or a hungry Ford under the heated hood
that big V8 and a throttle gone wild
a roaring marvelous masculine poster child

pompeii

what do you say?
flat panel TVs
lap tops and blackberries
Valentino suits and a gold Rolex
striped shirts, ties, and a German Shepard called Rex
all spinning inside the diamond-studded feminist necklace bubble
guaranteed plutonium gender trouble
ovary sweet perfume decorates the sexy powder room
a fatter bride and an even more inflated groom
environmentalism can not be found inside their Prada bag
scanned at the evening checkout desk with a Chinese tag
school reform ain't no god damn norm
and keeping climate change in check
ain't an idea worth sticking out one's only employable neck
ken and barbie oiling on the beach off their diet
playing the corporation game and keeping quiet

Pompeii

barren ground today
but, more to say?
well,
Asians and Indians and Russians and Brazilians are scaling the wall
with ropes and crampons so they won't fall
dealing currency with a global slant.

America seems to be saying i'd like to but can't-
too many issues, political ties
too much self-interest, lobbyist lies
too many hamburgers and pizzas to go
with double cheese toppings on buttery dough
where's the record keeper who's keeping the score?

if praying would help i'd be down on the floor

Pompeii