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Fattening (y)Our Chances In a Self-Indulgent Pat'riot HolyDay
no
concentration for
the word anymore.
too many fatal mismeanings
making
for lottsa
dead ponies on the master's merryGoRoung
goin'round
merr'illy
despite the obvious
blight,
an absence of Fresh Air stimulates the overproduction
of aerosol pressure-cans of
Air Freshener, maintaining an "air" of sanitized
civility
among a clientele of genteel
genitalia
( & gentle juices
dripping from each
in it's own peculiar
manner)
this be The Way of The World cliché in living color.
this be The Lay of The Land as any clichéd realty
monger will aver, from the smileface Cent21 orifice.
this is The Day of Reckoning, though the swath of belief
was so wild and wide and contradictive that
it became melded into the same war of
corporated pawns mangled at the word
of motherfuck prophets/profits.**
**(Blasphemy has it that this war has righteously been
fueled by blood sacrifice of yOur cherished
children, for maintainence of an artiface of
Free Dumb
of a rank'n'file stuffed wit engineered
fast food & televisions encasing
My(so'called)Mind at every given/taken
moment......just,
pleas tell not my mother that you saw me here. She's
dead enough to "not give a shit" in the proverbial
sense, but iyam feign to leave our issues so
loosely to chance)
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