Projector Screen Dreams

A projector flicks
reel after reel of fabricated personalities,
Holographic forms
of superficial celebrities.

We admire their lies
their fake tits and addictions.
We get distracted from the fact,
that they are a distraction from the system.

A projector flicks
an elitist's desire.
A manipulation of a copy
that's been raped and twisted through time.

We absorb their subliminal messages,
biblical fables of history.
Just repeated myths from a world of hypocrisy,
put to film and shot through the box of false beliefs.

A projector flicks
vain, unimaginative materialistic feelings.
I spit on the screen,
but the projector just keeps reeling.