trouble

by J.J. Campbell

laughing at this
madness

this burning cancer
of hate inside of me

punching at the walls
mumbling obscenities

thinking that any of
this really fucking
matters

we were not chosen

we never passed go

luck is the only thing
that ever kept us out
of jail

keep your head down
and punch the clock

take your family
vacation at disney
like you are
conditioned to do

any monkey can learn
that any deviation to
this grand scheme
causes nothing but
trouble

and no matter how
much we would like
to think it

trouble is none of
our middle names