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Global WarningI woke at dawn to see garbage growing out of the lawn.Global Warning
“How curious,”
I thought trying to listen for sound over technology tearing
up the ground.
Where daisy’s
had grown before, I saw a hole
and knocked on its door, somewhere from behind his newspaper a rabbit answered; “Come in, make yourself at home”.
Inside was littered with simple things long since seen -
a candle in place where a lamp should’ve been.
“Why is everything so bizarre?” I asked him “on the contr
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Disdainful and curiousEvident as it is, that you don’t say “thanks” to pity its role is crucial on those occasions when shock severs words from speech and apologies are all one can give.Disdainful and curious
You said; “There are sorrier cases than I, save your sympathy for those who believed they could be mended.”
Originally, your flesh began to shrink to fit your bone, (perhaps, when things have gone too far the only direction they have left to go is in reverse) but today, your skeleton is exposed through cling film skin like a body emerging from dirty water, and the detectives are frown
by ~flutter-of-wings
The art of spinning in circlesThis is how it works; there’s a given time but born out of choice are rhythm and rhyme, the vinyl will spinThe art of spinning in circles
as a rule, it must the goal is to prevent it from gathering dust.
You may think your tune perfect, beautifully composed, but the notes, they never do what they’re told they’ve mastered the score well, but still,
they jump
and skip, now thinking that they can give order the slip, but without a doubt the beat sets in quick and they find themselves tamed by the same old trick.
You’r
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Infectious Human WasteCan you remember what it was like to walk barefootInfectious Human Waste
and not worry about shredding skin on shards of broken glass?
Now we dance in blood baths and parade crimson footprints in front of thousands.
Can you remember what it was like when a trip to the beach was more than an eternity of waste ripping up aluminium shores?
We’re still recycling things that weren’t ours to start with.
Can you remember what it was like when being free
meant to love and do as you pleased.
Money spent is liberty gained.
Can you picture your children
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