04/29/20 Hoffa’s Secret
I’d like to file a complaint,
but the bosses are on the other line,
with a more helpless creature;
the politicians are counting outdated currency,
and my bank has given the keys
to a chimp with a drinking problem.
People like to tell me
of a higher authority,
but all I see is another paper dream
on strike,
negotiating in confidence,
with a patient deity.
We’re alive;
another bucket item off the list;
the earth is self-employed right now