I don’t need an 8K
flatscreen tv that
takes up an entire wall.
I need affordable housing,
livable wages, and no corrupt
utilities telling me I must pay
more because I crossed
the county line.
I don’t need the newest
writer’s tool Meta insists will
validate my craft.
I need affordable housing,
livable wages, and no seventy
hour work weeks zapping
every ounce of my life
force to offset the
difference.
I don’t need a heated back
wrap or a cheap imitation
massage gun.
I need affordable housing,
livable wages, and no politicians
falsely promising me access
to affordable health
insurance.
I don’t need tarot cards, crystals,
and guides to witchcraft.
I need affordable housing,
livable wages, and no
bookstore convincing me
all problems are internal
and fixable