on the front porch of No Hope.
rain pouring down on an unsuspecting
loud gathering of people that over power
the garbles that the tv distorts through
the drip drop dripping of water on speakers
that are so tall you can’t see over them to
the clouds above.
three walls with one window where
the other should be but isn’t
so that we can all sit and stare at No Hope
and Poverty tv through the blaring rain.
a Piece of Cake is passed around No Hope to
be drooled over but not eaten because
how can forty people eat one Piece of Cake?
they wish they could wake up and leave
Poverty tv and No Hope
to one Piece of Cake job.
(c) Lauren Otheim – 2010