critical thinkers

always an admirer
of critical thinking
man is still
a slave
to his senses:

he is slave
to the cook flipping burgers
in the fast food joint down the street

he is slave
to his boss-calling-cellphone
after-hours
deaf-tone ringing between his ears
during shower
dinner
sleep

he is slave
to his lover
who reels him to bed
after long work
or
on sleepy weekends
sleepless always
performing duty of love
and lust
tasting magnum lips
that clamp hard on his
making pink purple buff skin peels
washed down by whiskey
in a moment’s aloneness

he is slave
to the glass
the pitcher
the keg
the bottle
the shot
the trigger
the expanding bullet
in his heart
clogging veins and arteries
drying out brain
functions

man is slave
to his senses
it’s always been
in the books
and out there
in the wild
the critical thinkers
have accepted it
forfeited their thoughts
to it
and the rest
still think
they can get out
alive?

 

Hanna Abi Akl writes contemporary poetry and prose. His writing style flows as an endless stream of consciousness, rarely if ever solidifying in rigid form. Some bits of his work have already materialized in novels and poetry books, while others remain hidden in the dark.

Bill Wolak has just published his fifteenth book of poetry entitled The Nakedness Defense with Ekstasis Editions. His collages have appeared as cover art for such magazines as Phoebe, Harbinger Asylum, Baldhip Magazine, Barfly Poetry Magazine, Pithead Chapel, Thirteen Ways Magazine, Phantom Kangaroo, and Flare Magazine.

 

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