joey k poetry

I pity only your ignorance,
for in it I will hide my meanings.
Vociferously I opine the epitomic
inclinations of status quo esotericism
with infinitesimal depth, space betwixt
the dichotomy of you and me is such
that you couldn’t understand.
(Keeping up?) They obfuscate
inter-generational-national
divisions but really it’s
class war. Don’t you see?
All there is is youandme,
why are you so angry?