Friday 12 November 2010

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Prophet (orProfit?)
Your reflective surfaces show sickness
in magnified proportions

Look...LOOK
Your attention please!

An inspection of the air
reveals sullied skins; grime
boiling in iatrogenic conditions
with superbug resistance

See what you have done
See what you have become


Selfish concentric, everINCreasing circles
play and ripple in pools of cynicism
and forgotten peace

So-called civilised playgrounds appear
Organic, at first, rollin' with the trees
To be heavily replaced
with perfect, concrete slabs 
In cracked and open doorways
and solar-mirrored walls; cue sunglasses

Human nature is corrupt
(no-brainer)
The destroyer of all things
That meansyou
So keep your fingers to yourself
Steal nothing, protect EVERYthing
Play dead

Do not stick your head out
of the window in a moving car
You'll barely breathe for long
before it's swiped off at the neck
and smashed up like coffee beans
for a motorway brew on double yellows

So much to lie about, so little time
but you'll only have survived the ride
if you're mad...

or eighty-seven



SRWB 2010

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