Roll on as pastries amass on arcane tables,
Just buckling with pressure,
But levity may be mistaken
From familial angst
That bares down on middle-aged delusions
No longer sanctimonious
Only prey to sudden aging
And demented men
Who force strange questioning to ensue,
Abrupt in its wondering
Just why mores must be clasped
In the farcical hands of men
Who act like a plexus of grains,
Stored in cold bins
And cumulated in glorious ignorance.
Anthony Salandy is a mixed-race poet and writer whose work tends to focus on social inequality throughout late-modern society. Anthony travels frequently and has spent most of his life in Kuwait jostling between the UK & America. His work has been published 130 times. Anthony has one published chapbook titled The Great Northern Journey and is the Co-Eic of Fahmidan Journal. Find him on Twitter/Instagram (@anthony64120) or his website.