Side Effects

Am I really such an insipid evil
vulture
because I won’t
(can’t)
shut my mouth and turn my head in line
with the others
sitting in the procession
at Taco Bell
and sitting willingly
in front of radios
that only transmit stations that have
songs and commercials
that are indistinguishable
from each other?

Is it really that big-headed
to have
opinions?

Presently I am besieged by a
guilty gangrene

but something else
tells me
that this is all just a
side effect

and that treatment
should
continue.