‘the damn reds did it’

June 17, 2020

well i was
feelin’ kinda
lonesome and blue,
didn’t know what
zuck and the feds
were gonna let me
do,

i could hear the clicking
could hear the whirr
of the best surveillance
in the world,

so

i tore up the phone,
searched the hair on my head,
shook out the bible
sitting next to the bed,

couldn’t
find
anything
like
what
they
said,

i had thrown
thrown away my cell phone
hours ago,
just so ol’ zuckerberg
would never know

whether i was a good man
or having sex with a whore;
couldn’t call, couldn’t message
so i walked to her door,

she walked out of her room
jumped right into mine,
at the motel 6
next to junction 9,
we had ourselves the
time of a life
until i saw the tattoo
inside of her thigh:

a facebook logo.