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Showing posts with label Poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poetry. Show all posts

Monday

Operation: “Shopping”…Or, A Middle-Class Version Of Scorched Earth Politics

Storm the castle
Plant the flag in softened, well-trodden dirt
Shop at the ramparts super-store
Grease the tank wheels
Roll over everyone
Keep progressing, moving forward
With slow, mannered precision
Lock step, eyes fixed
Well-covered and camouflaged
Might hidden from sight
Out flanking, out ranking
Without questioning, orders followed
Mission accomplished with minimal collateral damage
Greater goods and services rendered
Civilian living in a boutique war zone
Gentrifying armies
Just enough clicks away to be considered soft targets
Entrenched in bunkered cubicles
Manning cockpit cash registers
With pilotless drones set loose in shopping malls
A focus group enemy of the state
Buying and selling each other’s secrets
Honorably discharged
Into a bloated wallet
Faces flushed and covered with consumer scars
This is living large in an age of large living
This is today being lived in yesteryear
No purchase will bring it back
Storm the castle
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Thursday

Thank You Scott Walker

 No one holds me too close to their skin
Much
These days seem wasted
Such
To point out obvious horizons and connections
Lost
In cloudless sorrow
Form
In infinite borrowed
Time
Reaction to unsolicited vision
Shaded
From blinding white landscapes
Color
Burns from the inside of eyelids
Project
Out into a veiled birth
Conceit
Seldom believed but always enacted
Relief
Never far but far from reach
Belief
Is nothing more than willful ignorance
Discordant
Thoughts torn from the arms of their nursemaids
Sent
Lonely and malnourished to reach adulthood
Bother
Those closest to our skin
Distance
Farther and farther from our skin
Much