Friday, March 28, 2014

lol

A crappy, aloof poem I wrote four years ago.

Ubiquitous confusion is filling the air
more naivete and ignorance than i could ever bear
they think they know but they don't
they could try but they won't
content in their bubbles of lies and deceit
the bitter track of history. repeats. repeats.
please stop the record, i want it to end.
can't take the monotony of a nation corroded again.
the grotesque skeleton of the demonic machine
made clear to me, but to the rest - unseen.

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