Whatever you've come here to get
Try to forget it
It is so inhumane, replaceable,
Maybe you were looking for love
or food, some temporary satiation
I ask you
How do you greet a git?
Tell him G’day
The way we say
Not okay

Is it with a cut
a gesture, or
wave goodbye?

No matter.
I can not help
you.
I am unknown among the living

............Any reply would be
............believing today is the end
............when the weekend is yet
......................yet
......................yet
......................yet
............a primitive
............distraction. An
............unformed conclusion
............anticipated by aliens
............inside our intestines
............chanting the celestial
............thrum
Buddha initiates
deny
incessantly.

Alan Bender

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/perogatory/