Pigging Out

You can comfortably exist
within the narrow parameters
of standard contentment

Max out your credit cards
on superfluous excess

Social media boast
about your choreographed happiness

Level set with meds
when your conscience starts to ache

Mute that nagging voice
when it whispers 
about a life that is so fake

This illusion is all in the presentation

Yes, you can comfortably exist

Contently suckling on society's teat
with millions of ravenous piglets

Growing more bloated by the day

What a great ham sandwich you will be
when the butcher comes your way