Pass The Turkey You S.O.B.
Politics
used to have
borders
Within which
the battles
were found
But now
those conflicts
spread far and wide
Running
friendships
and families aground
The baby
thrown out
with the bathwater
Noses
cut off
to spite every face
Civility
gone
fraternity pawned
With zero sum
outcomes
— in place
(Dreamsleep: November, 2025)
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Abstract political/philosophical commentary on societal division and conflict escalation.
Dense packing of political ideas, multiple metaphors compressed into short stanzas.
Deeply pessimistic tone; decay, loss, and zero-sum outcomes dominate.
Sharp, propulsive language; rapid shifts and declarative statements create intensity.
Eight lines total; brief, compressed form.
Rich metaphorical language: bathwater/baby, noses cut off, civility pawned, zero-sum outcomes.
Pure lyric internal voice; contemplative, introspective stance on political moment.
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