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[ RAP ] Deeply Stated Conversations That The World Is Not Safe From Anymore

  
She was a Q'uman  
broadcasting on Channel Four  
from a canned ham radio    
   
I ate her spicy conspiracy theory  
with a tuning fork.    
   
She promised me a front row seat  
at Democracy's execution.  
   
My sleeves were already rolled up  
for the bleach injections.  
   
I'd left reality behind;  
my corpereal body was next  
on the cutting board.  
   
Soon I would become invested    
in her corporate shell game.  
   
Bathed in growing Ultraviolet Light  
I was purified of Left Wing ideology  
purged of Liberal guilt    
and pruned of conscience  
   
I nodded as she shut me in  
the trunk of a 1978 Cadillac  
minus engine and on blocks  
adorning her front lawn.    
   
The time was now to hibernate  
in her Hyper Chrysalis  
parked in the backwoods  
of this Deep State known as  
Georgia.  
   
 
Written by JohnnyBlaze
Published | Edited 17th Jan 2022
Author's Note
for the thread "Randon "acts" of poetry" @
https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/forum/speakeasy/read/11792/
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