Day 90 – Scale – 14 – destruction

Monday, November 29, 2010
Day 90
10:05 pm

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Scale – 14 – destruction

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Abundance !
Exploding !

We measure our sense
of self through our invisible
worth,
unable to sniff out
or own beauty,
we are lost among
the uprooted cactus,
we stand deserted in
our heart’s anonymity

Until !
Malls !
in
Mayhem !
We can dance around there for
Days !

Acrylic notices flash
the grannies and the children !
Osteoporosis and ADHD need meds
to stay sane through the checkout line !

We, in a stuporous haze,
have no time to grow anything
except for virtual farms and
online account balances

We claim to know nothing
of wretched smoke bombs and
deteriorating sidewalks and
unkempt water valves

But we see plenty of the
haze, it is just a tricky little
river we’ve been taught to traverse
with blinders and loose pockets

If the sleeve of destruction hides
all that erases time for anyone to
create
any thing, there is where we may

Measure our masks,
our covert diseases,
our gluttonous fancies,
our malignant esteem,

In the well, where we have
stopped,
no more paper, no pens, no
paint, only fuzzy screens

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tkk

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