Shoeless

Change, for you, is not a priority.

You favour mockery over empathy.

If we cleaned up

you’d lose your identity.

 

You want these streets to be

littered with

alcies,

addicts and

deadbeats, because

without them you’re nothing,

so you call for punishment

like a teacher with a fondness

for the feel of the cane

but a fleeting interest in the

order it’s supposed to maintain.

 

I’d lie to myself too

if I worked at a failed institution.

© Sam Hunt, 2017

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