Prayers of the Emaciated American

man cannot live by bread alone

ask the starving masses that look like the American dream

spiritual and emotional emaciation hidden behind steering wheels in fancy cars; holding electronic versions of the tree of knowledge in their hand; dressed in clothes with names of their own

an IV of consumption and constant dripping flattery

our modern medicine doesn’t sustain

dying by our own means, but no one sees, rather no one cares

thank you, Lord, for Instagram filters

we claim transparency–it’s the new black

it’s not

true transparency looks too much like desperation

and no one wears that well

it would mean the meds aren’t working

and of course they are

we can’t taint the dream

Lord, give us this day our daily organic sprouted whole grain bread, Amen

apply the Instagram filter


and then the world will believe I can live by bread alone


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