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Paul Lojeski: Really. That we blew up your family eating dinner last night. And we’re sorry we killed your grandpa and grandma driving for groceries this morning. Really. Really. Really. Sorry. Sorry. Sorry.
State of Insecurity

Sorry ‘Bout That

Really. That we blew up
your family eating dinner
last night. And we’re sorry
we killed your grandpa

and grandma driving
for groceries this morning.
Really. Really. Really.
Sorry. Sorry. Sorry.

And we’re awfully sorry
we incinerated that elementary
school just when those lovely
children were about to leave
for the day. Heck, a couple
more minutes and the place
would’ve been empty.
Imagine that.

Sorry 'bout that. Really
Sorry. Sorry. Sorry.

It's a beautiful day, though.
Look at that blue sky and those
majestic mountains!

Anyway, we’re doing this for you,
ya know. For the greater good,
for decency and the future,
for freedom and democracy.

Really, we're not kidding.
Really. Really. Really.

A State of Insecurity

Citizen prisoners held
voluntarily in this
invisible box called

freedom, moving
seemingly at will,
scurrying somewhere

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somehow required,
ordered on by finely
suited jailers giving

grand speeches
about the founding
fathers and enemies

everywhere, creeping
closer and closer,
beefing up security

for our own good,
making walls thicker
and thicker till we

find ourselves gladly
helping to build them,
even as our cages get

smaller and smaller
because we don’t
mind for we’ve

grown to love our
tiny cells, these shiny
boxes called freedom.

JB Jump

(for Frank)

Frank said
he’d trade
it all to scream
just once
like James Brown
to hit it hard
at the Apollo
& slide
& shake
& squeal
in that holy cape
take heaven
& earth
& everything
in between
let me
stand
in that golden light
dancing
with crazy
horns
& cracking
base
baby
let me
punch
the night
let me hit it
hard
let me scream
just once
like James Brown

Paul Lojeski