eat the rich
and satisfying flavors
of life
but soak em for awhile first
they’ll taste better

the sommelier of chocolate
could never have dreamed
life could be so full
of such exclusive
and lucrative
revenue streams

thus is fascism’s table
finally set

choking on a tantalizing diet
of greed and hucksterism
the fanatical face
of existential dread
simmers silently
in the cold dead eyes
of raw power

concocting false flavors
from loneliness and confusion
the minds of millions
boil over
in the steaming stew
of blood-soaked grievance
and hope

a recipe for madness

so little to savor
so little to save
when the cleaver falls
upon their vomitous
rotting
hearts

Peace/Love

m(-_-)m