A Glass of Piss

I pissed in a glass this morning.

Spent the whole day with the glass held before my eyes.

Looking at the World through a yellow hue,
all was calm,
except for the old lady,
who was cursing at God
because she dropped her glass
on the sidewalk.

Injun Incorporated

Lies sold as ceremony,

photo by hungrybison

“traditions” dreamt up by white men in suits,
sold prepackaged,

and branded,
to “new age injuns”.

Salvation,

like fuck,

is but a word.

Souls piled high,
like the bones and skulls gathered from the prairie.
Piled high,
to be ground into powder.