The Suck by S.M. Wilson


“Out there” we stand
a Venn diagram
of the pulsating dispossessed

swimming in admixture
thirsting for elixir

choking on psychotropics
to disinhibit
our wayward transmitters

to buy into what we’re about
is to find oneself wholly unhoused

but glue back the pieces
and construct your own thesis
it’s your best shot to see us
even if its only mimesis

seeking solace?
you’re out of luck
we traffic in chaos
we embrace The Suck

S.M. Wilson