Wank

Unheld hands are the best to show, all alone
hindered only by the one, never a crowd
free to claw, scratch, punch and scrawl, all around
better in a boardroom
if a bit lacking in a bedroom
a fist clenched always gets the job done
negotiations run from top to bottom
consistent gestures
two fingers reduced to one
a tickle into a jab and
peace to scissors and
praise the Lord to a lance
sign, sign, everywhere a sign
the illiterate need to read
pictures of burgers and fries
selections at a glance
visible hunger rules the appetite
gluttony by the menu numbers
convenience and ease behind the wheel
gripping a meal
sealing the deal
–perpetuation–
man for man and man against all
a gentleman’s agreement sealed, in clasped hands
further it slides past the end, over-estimated
non-enduring math, counting like a child
all who say “aye” and the “nays” have it
never to please anyone but themselves again

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Tags: poem, poetry