Hurricane Force

Parking lots and
wind, I cannot defend
against the gale
that's blowing outside
and within.

Am I the only
person who is alive?
Does anybody else
sympathize with Britney?
Is anybody with me
against MySpace and
your iPod?
Interaction has been mauled.
Humans lack
Humanism.
Realism
has been replaced with
Fiction.
Which ism is the
next to be jizzed on
and never called
again?
Certainly not
Nazism,
Racism,
Capitalism,
Sexism,
and never, ever
jizz-ism.

Don't park your
car next to mine,
you're blind and I
cannot afford another
dent, another penny
spent trying to
clean up your mess.

I have earned the right to Judgmentalism.

This planet is
a prism and every ism
that you jizz on
spreads faster than a cancer;
you are so
tumored and wiped out.

Am I the only
person who is alive?

Empty parking lots,
empty just like me,
just like the white lines
chalked onto the blacktop.
The breeze just
blows right through.