America

America, oh America

land of the fat, home of the free

or what the incarcerated call “freedom.”

Americans,

they  leap

from bed

to food

to car

to work

to bed

moving slowly on motorized scooters.

they build their lives around temporary electronic effigies,

only so everything can be analyzed in detail or perish into dust.

But what does a true American know of dust,

pushed and cleaned away like Botox on the face.

the land of the young and dumb,

a sacred haven of the mental escapee

and millions of overweight television tethered voters.