Archive for January, 2013
I watched a tree
grow up to be a man
because i was trapped inside its only joke
how many trees does it take to make one roll of toilet paper?
all of them
because every tree knows every other tree
on a first come first serve basis
and i can’t honestly
ever remember learning that
sitting in a coffee shop
Gotta take some copper wire to Helen tomorry fer some strippin’. ‘Bout
the only thing keep the demons away since she cain’t go to church meetin’s
or see the doctor. Lord, she happy when she strippin’ copper wire!
Tol’ her son ’bout the Orthodox Preacher used to come ‘roun’ once
a year fer Baba and she was finer than a glass a tap water out of a Welch’s
Jelly Jar but he say preacher done scared the Mass out of her and Clarence,
so I Gotta take some copper wire to Helen tomorry so she can chase them
demons away.
Still think the Orthodox Preacher would work but her son don’ wanna give
it a try an’ he have to live with her so…
Welch’s (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
grist for the military machine
foolish little boy dreams
of glory on some forgotten battlefield
as if freedom demands the blood
of those that love it
perhaps one day
war will be a fading memory
among those taught
freedom begs a better way
he never enters through the door
for fear of the poison
of those men’s minds
minds that will not yield
to his prescribed vision
of what freedom should taste like
no, far too dangerous, these men
whose ideas
could halt the advance
of all that he holds dear
they are dogs
no
worse than dogs
and they shall be kept silent
kept from the light
kept in shackles
kept hidden from humanity
for they are the poison
that dares to dream of other worlds
the emperor can never control
under the affluence
my old man
made his money outsourcing
worked long hours at it
when i was a boy
taught me a lot
about
how this world works
Money
Power
sent me
to the finest schools
no liberal arts bullshit for me
he molded me
made me in his image
yeah
i’m sitting pretty
at the apex of a castle of steel and glass
can almost still see the rest of the city
when the sea wind
blows the smog
off the bay
people
everywhere
going about their business
their business
in their enclaves of unawareness
or do they?
must they?
ignore?
the hourglass of freedom
draining
draining the fire
that once burned so brightly
why
do i feel cold?
momentary
the way
to live your life
one thing
one moment
the only gift promised
but so easily overlooked
plans, worries, fears
specters
hide this precious gift
blinding you
to the obvious beauty
you ignore at your own risk
Metro_society (Photo credit: peterjaena)
we find you rather dull, actually,
but commend you on your rabid consumerism,
the way you’ve bought into our system
you need not feel paranoid
we need you to stay the way you are
not questioning
not thinking
it’s only through your humble efforts
that we continue to thrive
Nuffield College, Oxford – the first plans drawn up by Austen Harrison in 1939 were rejected by Lord Nuffield, and Harrison agreed to modify his plans. This image depicts his revised plans, but further changes were made in the course of construction; the buildings on the left were never constructed. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
I don’t think
you understand
my needs
my needs are greater than yours
I have plans
big plans
and you’ll be happy to know
that some of them include you
you’ll get used
to your hungers and infirmities
and find the strength to toil in my fields
you see, I have big plans
big plans and
my needs are greater than yours
The unsustainable geometric progression of a classic pyramid scheme, from Securities and Exchange commission report on pyramid schemes. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
some say he climbed a ladder well
he had much to show for it
in many mens eyes
he was a leader
not afraid of stepping on a few
more worthier me than he
he kept a wife, two children, and a dog
it was the station he was on as a child perhaps
charity begins at home
charity
it was a write-off
and much cheaper than advertising
media coverage
merchadising
slush funds
well, maybe not slush funds
but high paying administrator jobs
even the atmosphere has layers to it
so why not society?
he was in the stratosphere
George Jetson
only so much room at the top
that’s why they call it a Pyramid Scheme
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