SFO 4:59AM in poetry

at five AM the goddamn jackals
finally open up their doors and
let us Spend money on Things again
if only to break up the crushing
delirious mortal fucking tedium
of an airport over-nighter

they could’ve at least left open
a designated pit for us to throw
our money down into so that we
the people could feel Alive
from midnight to five

are they genius marketeers
bottling up our boredom until it
gashes forth with cash at first twist?

are they lazy-ass incompetents
trying to do as little as possible
until forty years down the road and
the sweet release of Great Forgetting Death?

is it neither?
is it both?
are they the same thing deep down anyway?
in the end, is there a difference?
in the end, twelve goddamned dollar
breakfast burritos are purchased
and the relentless drumbeat of the times
moves on

Last updated February 26, 2017