When in Post Production Post a Post Empire Blues Post

We are a nation in decline and the writing is on the wall in permanent ink. We are a nation running on the fires of financial manipulation and the fumes of mass entertainment and promotion. The middle class has shrunk and is getting smaller by the day. The Have Way Too Much side is bloated and the Have Way Too Little is broke

Some are working at understanding the economics of it while others are obsessed with the political. Some see a spiritual reawakening and others see moral collapse. Some are looking for hidden opportunities while others are planning their escapes. And then there are those who wonder if it’s a fresh and ripe new recipe for poetic exploration in the form most preferred by attention deficit disorderlies like me.

Post Empire Haiku

Gone gone, so so gone
Gone like a wooden nickel
Heads or tails you lose

Real is as real does
And real now rules on TV
oh no how surreal.

China in the morn
China all day and all night
China never sleeps

Bye bye full time job
Bye bye onward and upward
Hello Siesta

Rome and Greece know well
The best part of the empire
Are the ruins left.