When master mistresses afford the rejection
Of letting you know bout the final injection
Scrolled on a display of snapshot decisions
Fast you are still
Familiar you were
And yet no surprise
Dummy-housed plunder
Only before sunrise
After the call
No restriction at this place
fenced from calamity
Anxiety and face of hate
The somehow never questioned
What-is-it-then?
Why are they staring
When drills open up the brain
Of pop whores,
Apathic and phrenetic believers,
Medi-acre outsorced
Excentered conceivers
Angling and bangbangling
Melt flights to the sun
Lift-off sans feature
Sweaty on the run
Another call
Back
For and from
Struggling legs and tongues
After the daily dose
That simulates
Chosen ones
Fall and deception
Committance
A web and some lines
Passing through
Full of sound
and fury
Signifying nothing
But kicking
With each rise and crash
Silence
Stilled
In merging
Buffers of noise
(2009)
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
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