answers,. . . . .?

Carved intestines

Downtowns

Interstate

Through jungles

And we didn't anticipate

Graffiti?

Played a president

At a time

Like this

And didnt expect

To vote him in?

Construction steeples

Alongside temples

And little figures

Half-believers

That fears would

Subside?

Who washed

Neighborhoods

Along made

thoroughfares

And never predicted

Failures?

Craved cures

Through bundles

Of doomed pangs

And we assumed

Hope? (will feed us)

Position brain is numb

And my spine

dehydrated

With stares into

Nothing?

Yet hurricanes here cannot

Think of a damn thing

To think

Or even say

About how gods

Never came?

Or even fucking

Killing worms

Over and over

Again? Right?

My great pasty

tongue

Accentuates

Just kill 

ME?

Then the phone

Blinks?

It's something

But not what

I's looking for

It's an email notifying

Me of

A chance?

To prove

something

Peculiarly

About fat folks

Singing

Better than

Anyone?

With this 

enough

To obliterate an ugly riot

Or yet protesting one

Maybe too reasoning why

It has while we

shriveled

Inside?

Guess what

This awful guise

Then half- considers

To never more

be

Alive?