How to Feel Displaced

How to feel out of order

Displaced

In a place of

Law and order

Not much will be altered

But a point of view

Lost security

Or over past rent due

A new home

In a new city

New clients

Lacking integrity

Just few to make myself

Displaced

In my own city

A Displacement of Time

A displacement of time

Is a whole new

Idea of recollection

I read in the pages of The New York Times

A nostalgic resurrection

Of the old feelings of joy

And pretending nice

Of a hope for a future

Without the pain

Of ill willed advice

The Price We Paid

The price we paid

For something new

Is more than a swipe

Now that will do

You pay in atmospheric

Pressure

Contested

With every measure

So hold hope

That more can be made

Than just the price we paid

Prescription Subscription

I forgot about you

Eternal renew

When the day becomes

Night

You charge me

Again

And again

For what I need

On my prescription subscription

So don’t wake me up

To do your bidding

Bid away

In the middle of the night