stranger down

stranger down

if you didn’t know me,
and you found me roadkill
on Bitcoin boulevard,

would you scream your
disgust and flee?

would you pillage sticky pockets
in search of green..

for green?

would you roll
my expired pork shoulder over
to see extent of the bleed?

cringe to think you’d gush to
piss that golden stream
so gleed.

maybe you’d call someone
proud and practical
to deal with mess
of me?

perhaps you’d set up table
on the squishy bits and 
invite Aunt Greta for
jasmine tea?

maybe you’d say nothing,
to the oh nothingness of
it all,

or maybe, you’d reach your grace
into space and give coroner
that call.

 

©Anthony Gorman 2019

image: https://pixabay.com/users/antonio_corigliano-4816386/

image: https://pixabay.com/users/antonio_corigliano-4816386/

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