Yes, thank you, everything is good

The day is good

The sweater I wear, good

The weather is perfect

The book I’m reading, good

My walk here, good

And good is good!

Who can say otherwise?

Who can complain?

What’s all the angst?

The coffee’s strong, no?

The sun out, right?

My walk here pleasant

How bad could it be

A cloud in the sky?

A scale of one to ten?

You have it good, no?

How bad is it really

How bad is bad?

Everyone suffers?

And what’s a person anyways?

How long do they last?

Do machines break?

I want to believe they do

The Wi-Fi stops working all the time, so I know they do

I hear brand new Teslas malfunction

The dishwasher in the apartment I’m renting leaks

The Titanic sunk

Remote controls for TVs rarely work to begin with

The elevator in the library’s down all the time

Our Subaru broke down while dropping me off at the airport

Rain breaks the credit card system at the grocery store

I have to pay with cash

The levy breaks

Sprinklers fail to put out fires

Tractors often need fixing

Planes crash

The vending machine breaks, pop tart gets stuck

A windmill’s blade falls off

My phone overheats and turns off

Apparently, the torsion catapult breaks

When its counterweight is too heavy

Canons fail if there’s a fracture in the wall of the canon tube

Civilizations breakdown

I visit their crumbled sites for proof

Broken stone and marble

In a guarded field of mint

Wild dogs bark nearby

Empires fall

And famous war mongers go down, they do

First they might murder their own daughter

Near two rivers, under a plane tree

While the oppressive sun beats down

But, do you see that new cement factory

And beyond it the horizon line of the mountain, where

There now stand three wind turbines—

(Sure to break someday)?

That’s where even the deadly

Sun goes down, it does