VISION OF HELL AT MIDNIGHT

you don't see
but they're there
they're like things,
mechanisms, driven
to subservience, tire or indifference

you don't see,
we passed them, ever,
as if they were an unread ad,
a bin or a siding

we passed them, ever,
you don't see,
but they're there
we passed them
as if they were light poles

we don't want to see
they're not people

a dog deserves more
consideration,
really

it they suffer,
what i have with this,
with their cancers,
with their pleasures,
with their fails and pains

amd now,
are you seeing any of them?