sniffs of the morning commute’s
exhaust fumes of progress
chasing dreams planted inside a wild mind
that could care less
but was trained how
and now concern warps to worry
morphs into paralysis
trapped between abstract numbers
that fence in my every action
threatening barbs poking at my brain
to recognize the boundaries
of domestication
the industrial plumes of progress flower along the river
progress manufactured
by any means
progress hydraulically fractured if
necessary
progress lifelong tenure tractored by
fine-tailored grandfathers who were painted not drafted
my born destiny is
as a mineral resource at best
avoiding white trashing, recycled
harvested and marketed as skilled
and compliant, never defiant
by any means
necessary
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