yesterday

i was almost sad to be sober

sad because i was certain

of what i saw.

are you fucking kidding me???

did she really just forget

an entire line from our national anthem???

and while poor and dusty bodies

squat in fragile defiance in Cairo

it is Superbowl Sunday in America.

and i don't think anyone really cares

much about the middle east

or honoring the star spangled banner

up at the 81.

i had gone there to see my brother

it's his favorite dive bar, where

everyone knows his name and the drinks

are cheap enough

and the expectations low enough

the 50 bucks is enough

to make you the MVP.

and as i braced all muscles, physical and otherwise

against the heavy coat

of that kind of surrender, i couldn't help but wonder

what every person in that bar would think about

in the last few moments before they closed

their eyes

tonight.

and in the end

it doesn't really matter

it just matters what

i will think about

and from the empire of my midnight pillow

i wondered perhaps

if god was agnostic

and if so

what it was thinking about right now.