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In My Bubble

i have nothing
left
to fear
here
in my bubble
I am nothing if
not protected
pipes in
sanitized federation-
approved air
with surroundsound
so i can
breathe easy
watch the daily
tribunals
somebody lost
their head
yesterday and fell
down
the stairs outside
my apartment
that's what
happens when
you don't
obey follow order
law and
order
order and
law
juris-
prudence
walk in prohibited
zones
at forbidden times
they got what
they deserved
please do not fall
down the
stairs and lose
your head
you are ordered
to live ordered
lives
please place your
order at the first
window
order your life
order yourself a
life
it is so fresh
and clean here
in my bubble
i wonder if it
is specially
oxygenated cause
i feel
high
high on life
i have nothing
left
to fear here
in my bubble
i am nothing
if not
protected
we are here for
you
to protect
you
from yourself
we must strip
you
of anything which
might harm
you
your own breath
your own skin
could be fatal to
you
your own mind
lobotomy injections
will liberate
you
from damage
you
do to yourself
camping is banned
till further
notice
coordinator for western
regional district of
western hemispheric district
of federation purchased
all abandoned camping
world sites
so homeless
can abandon their
campsites and go
camping
in a camping
world
bubble
guillotine training
and sirens
keep me up at night
but it's ok
i have nothing
left
to fear
here
in my bubble
i live half
a block from the
incarcerative rehabilitation
center
they are training
residents to operate
guillotines
so they can drop
the blade on each
other as a cost
cutting measure
oh ha ha
i made a pun
oh ha ha
my bubble is
equipped with an
electronic seat
opens and becomes a
toilet
empties into
sanitized sewage tunnels
filled with waste
and carnage
heads
of the stair people
convicts and such
but then
it must be
blissful cause ignorance
is
I have nothing
left
to fear
here
in my bubble
i am nothing if
not protected
i have nothing left
i have nothing
i am nothing
if
not
nothing

© John Kennan 4-20-20
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