Opioids for the Masses

Carhartt tan leather jacket orange lettered trucking hat

light blue-jeans neon vape and new doc martens.

This winter you wore Canada Goose and now

you've dressed the rural duck-hunting American

who herds cattle and shovels more than bullshit.

Your hands are soft as the day your mother labored out a sucker, and fucking the first year

you bought molly for was the first time you've sweat,

but tonight's theme is White Out so you buy coke and ketamine with five

columbians lives and five minutes of IB PE VP too-busy-for-catch Daddy's time.

When locked in a stall preparing for slaughter,

a steer glances whale-eyed and it groans

as its hairy side bellows like an organ.

Back when Musk was a hairless rat

Ketamine was meant for horses.

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