idaho

Potato farmers are ready to kill again
The sun sets in blacks and blues and a pale pink moon  
Repentance can’t exist in a police state
because we make no mistakes.
 
A lethal cocktail to swish and swim
But which comes first? better hold him
delivery by the prison guard
'cause the AMA won’t get involved
 
Alive and paralyzed and burning inside
this mineral to make a vegetable guilty
shameless, tasteless human jerky
hanging on a pain free string theory
swinging from city hall
with a sign and shopping bag from Kohl's

I’m not gonna eat it if I don’t know how it was killed,
how it lived and whether or not it was loved and fulfilled
while the hungry eat retail dumpster sludge
And we judge


Since it’s easier to
burn one
on a Sunday drive,
watch the dying setting sky,
raise a glass
than to take a walk
With or without a cause.