Bricks of Nonsense by Nicole Terry  falling up backwards    in a dark well of homeless drones groaning weep moans down              antiseptic corridors masquerading as mental health hallways Is this Hotel my new home?   Only drowning reasons in shallow pools         of tears uncried by years         of systematic treason Thought Underground            and no light to    chase away engineered shadows Obedience pulls the steel strings    of collective existence        Minds combined to the tune  of Homeland Security Fists raised angrily in the air:             AMERICA— “one for none, all for one” Silently speaking behind paper barriers                yelling worship for the Badge and Color of Reality Thank you, Vicar, for your trust in “E Pluribus Unum” © Copyright 2008 Nicole Terry ALL RIGHTS RESERVED   [back to Poems] [Sensual Poetry]