The Daily Dread
Yesterday
I'm a finite sandwich
an infinity below me
an infinity above of me
enjoying the condiments
of existence
while the past is past
and the present is present
echoes linger long
spare a tear for me
down the rabbit hole I go
insurance vortex
A once great nation
Washed up on a beach to rot
A tear shedding stench
Insurance medical complex
Has spent decades earning my mistrust
Everyday earns more



















