A basketball net
hanging by a single loop
from a broken backboard,
and a rusted hoop.
Styrofoam cups in the holes
of the fence
praising the work
of our global defense.
Satellite lasers cut words
into the Earth.
They can’t be read from the ground
so we don’t know what they’re worth.
Don’t hold on to your money
it’s valued less every day.
Crowds gather
around their statues
just to hear what they say.
There is a way to make it difficult.
We don’t have to leave a gap
without their feelings hurt,
or hell,
you could just eat the dirt.
Backboard
Teleporting Typewriter 