Fabricate

when hunger rolls and rumbles
climbing claw by claw up bending walls
the aching halls of a hollow house
with songs of longing pangs and pains
the tugging weight of waiting on and on
blanket dry strands of cracking sand throat hands
slapping stacks of hay-scratched packets
of nicotine patches and attacking the vast
and the vastless
the habitually addicted sarcophagi madness
snacking on scraps of off-brand medicated sadness
articulately synthesized, artificially categorized, academically memorialized
before their time and mine
is a mind long lost to the cost of a good line
over the milk and bread
of some well-fed middle class menagerie
sleeping streets down in shadow towns remembered
in folk songs long deemed mythological
while the cosmological fallacies of cosmetology's palaces
paint new masks for the past-wearing ash clouds
and rain down more starving mouths to bleed
all singing a humble numb mumbling hum
like some jingle they learned from daytime tv
with one hand on their heart
and another starting to putrefy casually
like it's only a matter of biology, sociology, and a healthy diet
plus this new recipe i picked up from a paper
outdated and soaked through in the gutter
a virtual buffet of your refuse
and my undignified salvation
recreation inhabiting your equal nation