oh the lives we’ve ruined,
never looking for our own flaws,
but delving in neighbors’
garbage, holding up
evidence in the courts,
and turning TV’s electrical impulses
into gossip, lingering over
details of hypocrisy, waiting for
death penalties
to be posed, audiences
shrieking for blood
poised outside courthouses,
wanting one look,
just one,
of the killer and his chains,
wanting just one rock,
just one,
to throw,
one knife
to plunge.
Using Calgary as a backdrop the author satirizes the self-serving nature of the public as it continues to fatten itself, not only physically, but egotistically as well.
Love Tinka
we turn trials into freak shows
and places blame....never looking in the mirror