Fireworks For The Downtrodden Masses

That dazzling

Independence Day light show was over

In a flash—

In its place, a mass

Of black

                  

Boot heels treading holes left 

Right between the whites 

 

Of once fiery eyes. 

The Plot

To be drawn

From the forefront

Back into the ground

When least expected

Gentle reader,

So simple,

So profound.

Thomas Alva Edison aka The Batman

What's that you say? You thought Batman was Bruce Wayne? Put your glasses on and take another look.

The Logos Manifest

Time

And time again,

It appears

In the annals

Of our evanescing

Unrelenting, cliché-ridden

Dream. 

To the Nihilist, Too

who says

he has nothing

he needs

nothing

but his self

to give

himself up to,

this offering

will have to do.