Mud

This river of mud
it comes to no good
when it spreads on the plains
or surges through the woods
when it rises in the towns
or breaks dams where it would
this river of mud
is never any good

they throw the mud
they make the mud stick
weather
whether there is mud to throw
splattered thin or cement thick
and I see the mud
it makes me feel sick
a vitriolic flood
of slander and lies
sinking reasonable opposition
no due process applies

Writing

I write forwards
you write back
you tell me where we have been
where we should be
I write of where I’m going to be
and you are not a character in that book