North Korea

I disembodied ignorance on Google Maps
used longitude and latitude as an axe
to hack through the blank face of North Korea
it took me 36 minutes to find you,

Concentration Camps.

nestled in the snow covered mountains
like the devil in his hell's roost

I had to look past skinned baby bunnies
and complaining about sucked dry humanity
to find him

I spoke to a boy,
born with no name
and a shriveled face

Born
And Raised
In Concentration Camp

he is 4 years older than me
he has had the skin on his back
hung from rusty meat hooks
the black flames of Kim Jong's eyes
have greedily licked at his calves
he has tasted the warts of a live toad
helped stone his mother to her death

he is the silent audience
for shovel head abortions

he tells the stories of hell on earth
with scars,
long pauses
and hand drawn pictures

he is the only known survivor of a death camp
where people are born dead

he speaks of things
no one was ever meant to hear

"My one regret
is letting the electric fence kiss my only friend goodbye
so that I could escape"

he says

so eager for an outside world he did not know existed
did not know why he was born into death camp
to him,
Freedom
is food to fill in his skeleton skin
and Kim Jong is just an empty face

The only comfort after conversation
the only thing I could give him
was the fact

That I Knew

Dear Ignorance
I wish you 36 minutes on Google Maps
I hope you nightmare yourself
the only guard at a North Korean Death Camp
with his heart on the tip of every machine gun bullet,
shovel blade and cracked whip

I hope you meat hook yourself educated
enough to realize what you've done

I hope you see things
that make Lucifer himself wince and wail for mercy
I hope you know of things
like God
falling from his throne of tears in the sky

One day I pray you know..
that you can find no comfort
in knowing

We Are To Blame.