She Must Be Stopped

The accomplice to the crime of corruption is
frequently our own indifference.
~~Bess Myerson

Sing to me your song of gadzooks. All the
yoots are pouring over the words to find
meaning in the realm where space pods and
jihads never existed. For me, her embrace is
enough and the certainty that we belong
does what the fantasies used to do. Chance is
the companion that we all wrap around,
diverting from the hinders and rebooting to
get back into the zone.