I bleed the colors of my education.
My meals are salty, freeze-dried fat
My transportation is a pollutant to the skies,
and it runs on two wheels.
My freedom comes at the cost
of maintaining economic demand-
the game of plastic versus metal-
of paying the prisoners’ rent.
My love went international
with his nuclear mistress,
to spill her blood, to
torture her children.
I separate my two faiths:
lust and love.
Church and state need not exist
as long as someone’s paying child support.
My lips are stained
with negligent patriotism while
my phone shrieks “VOTE”
with every ring.
My tattered spangled banner
hangs limply from its rusted pole
while I pledge that I,
I am a walking epidemic.