Execution Innovation, American Style

So, some U.S. states are proposing to execute prisoners by putting them into a room & replacing the air with pure nitrogen. Despite the P.R., death by hypoxia (suffocation) is far from painless; it is torment. The Nazis hung their victims so that their necks did not break. This guaranteed that they would slowly suffocate. Why don’t these states with apparently nostalgic feelings for the old, tried and true, ways to kill people just tie a plastic bag over the heads of the condemned? Maybe being burnt alive at the stake’ll be the next step backwards.

Yelling Down A Well

You’ve something to say so

You call and plead for 

Understanding,

But most often you’ll find 

It’s only the fools who 

Are there standing 

To pick up your words,

Like so many turds. They’re

Still puzzled, feel soiled, 

Despite all your toil.

Your epiphanies get left 

On landfills, the final 

Repositories for your visions,

Your breakthroughs, your

Inspirations: all taken as

Mere babble, banal

As the print on a can

Of food for some brand

Of housebound animal.

After Life

Come on, baby, follow 

Me, I’ll lead you straight 

To Hell. 

You may be surprised 

That it’s a land

You already 

Know too well. Still,

Have no doubt, it’s your 

Last redoubt, your final 

Port of call, down at the 

End of the “eternal” fall,

For the bottomless pit 

Does have a bottom 

After all.