The America Show
This guy won again,
about to be fired
for personal ritual
he did it real fast.
That confederate flag
in his window I say,
and am reminded
doesn't mean a thing
but they never went
inside did they?
This is America.
There's a strange
thing that happens
as whole nations
go belly-up and land
in the quagmire,
as they turn into
the beggars that
they once hated,
the ones cheated,
as they are overturned
and replaced.
The mirror stops
bringing back the news...
Industry Awakening
Just people, some of us sick
from the district
of dying the same way,
choking on cotton
and cough drops,
tainted raisins and rain.
Here she comes at last
with her bad-news voice
toward the end of the day,
you are dying again
she says but that wasn't
what it was she wanted to
talk to me about, no
it is a supervisory position,
the ad already went up.
This whole country's
dying of the same thing
I think, dying again of death,
something about her phone,
the ones who listen in.
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
The America Show
This guy won again,
about to be fired
for personal ritual
he did it real fast.
That confederate flag
in his window I say,
and am reminded
doesn't mean a thing
but they never went
inside did they?
This is America.
There's a strange
thing that happens
as whole nations
go belly-up and land
in the quagmire,
as they turn into
the beggars that
they once hated,
the ones cheated,
as they are overturned
and replaced.
The mirror stops
bringing back the news
but there's more.
Industry Awakening
Just people, some of us sick
from the same tribes and
dying the same way
from the same thing,
choking on cotton
and cough drops,
tainted raisins and rain.
Here she comes at last
with her bad-news voice
toward the end of the day,
you are dying again
she says but that wasn't
what it was she wanted to
talk to me about, no.
This whole country's
dying of the same thing
it seems, dying again of death,
something about her phone,
the ones who listen in.
This guy won again,
about to be fired
for personal ritual
he did it real fast.
That confederate flag
in his window I say,
and am reminded
doesn't mean a thing
but they never went
inside did they?
This is America.
There's a strange
thing that happens
as whole nations
go belly-up and land
in the quagmire,
as they turn into
the beggars that
they once hated,
the ones cheated,
as they are overturned
and replaced.
The mirror stops
bringing back the news
but there's more.
Industry Awakening
Just people, some of us sick
from the same tribes and
dying the same way
from the same thing,
choking on cotton
and cough drops,
tainted raisins and rain.
Here she comes at last
with her bad-news voice
toward the end of the day,
you are dying again
she says but that wasn't
what it was she wanted to
talk to me about, no.
This whole country's
dying of the same thing
it seems, dying again of death,
something about her phone,
the ones who listen in.
America Show
This guy won again,
about to be dismissed
for his personal
ritual, but he did it real fast.
That confederate flag
in his window I say,
and am reminded
doesn't mean a thing
but they never went
inside did they?
This is America.
There's a strange
thing that happens
as whole nations
go belly up and land
in the quagmire,
as they turn into
the beggars that
they once hated,
the ones cheated,
as they are overturned
and replaced.
The mirror stops
bringing back the news.
This guy won again,
about to be dismissed
for his personal
ritual, but he did it real fast.
That confederate flag
in his window I say,
and am reminded
doesn't mean a thing
but they never went
inside did they?
This is America.
There's a strange
thing that happens
as whole nations
go belly up and land
in the quagmire,
as they turn into
the beggars that
they once hated,
the ones cheated,
as they are overturned
and replaced.
The mirror stops
bringing back the news.
Industry Awakening
Just people, some of us sick
from the same tribes and
dying the same way
from the same thing,
here she comes again
with her bad news voice
at the end of the day,
you are dying again
she says but that wasn't
what it was she wanted to
talk about, no.
Diagnosis of a country
dying of the same thing
it seems, dying again of death,
something about her phone.
Just people, some of us sick
from the same tribes and
dying the same way
from the same thing,
here she comes again
with her bad news voice
at the end of the day,
you are dying again
she says but that wasn't
what it was she wanted to
talk about, no.
Diagnosis of a country
dying of the same thing
it seems, dying again of death,
something about her phone.
Sunday, July 11, 2010
The polytheist practices openly and is considered oh so wise.
How is this I wonder when polytheism is so obviously stupid.
Isn't that what tolerance suggests i.e. respecting other people's Gods
and Goddesses? Oh pulease.
Do I have to respect such things in order to get along with them Allah?
Even my own...well, you know what I mean, even her and he.
So very tiresome.
How is this I wonder when polytheism is so obviously stupid.
Isn't that what tolerance suggests i.e. respecting other people's Gods
and Goddesses? Oh pulease.
Do I have to respect such things in order to get along with them Allah?
Even my own...well, you know what I mean, even her and he.
So very tiresome.
Fractal
Between the lines, outside the cover
it belonged and started
before and after in the gaps
between sentences, the relevant
clusters of activity and non
waking up and frozen
at the end of or at the
got up and walked
out of the room again
fell to sleep, pulled the curtains
closed where some of it was
clumps of animal fur
near the tree that fell
but before they whispered
and the light changed
rose star painted space
miles and miles and miles
the goose flesh
before then and again,
once it was finished
and not shed the answer
as there are too many already.
Between the lines, outside the cover
it belonged and started
before and after in the gaps
between sentences, the relevant
clusters of activity and non
waking up and frozen
at the end of or at the
got up and walked
out of the room again
fell to sleep, pulled the curtains
closed where some of it was
clumps of animal fur
near the tree that fell
but before they whispered
and the light changed
rose star painted space
miles and miles and miles
the goose flesh
before then and again,
once it was finished
and not shed the answer
as there are too many already.
Tuesday, June 1, 2010
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