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by subterrissole
Posted to Poetry on 2002-02-05 05:50:00
Sentyimental
Probably
No noose is good noose
Probably
Think a lot of things
Never thought that one
One bigger one smaller
Probably
Learn your way out
Someone else’ll know
Probably
Now
Make yourself at home
Remember it’s a share house
Round house ground house
Definitely
Others may get sick
You yourself get ill
Summers get their chill
Others force their will
Definitely
Every time is all time
Time is a commodity
A resource
An evil twin
A shadow
A home
A prison
An adjective
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Understandably
I’m scared
Are these friends of yours?
It hurts me she said
She was hurt
It was
It is
Is this it?
Is that it?
Will I see you the next day?
Concern is traded for moral
Thought is traded for thin rumours
No kidding
You know people like that?
People kill
People rise
People eat moss to survive
People love
Share
Give without needing
Systematic
Systems devour entire planets in the span of universal fly flatulence
Below the astro-boyed belt
Shoots lasers out of his artmostfeared
Of
Hate
More or less
Moral-less
Moral candy cane
Get you on your feet again
Prosperity
Paw poor
We tell the TV
I’m sick of the war
We kill our TV
Bore ourselves raw
Just blame your MP
Foreignity
It seems like a word
It looks like some colours
It reacts like you and me when stabbed in the eyes
Shame that
If only we could make them more different
Then we could hate them easier
And us
Don’t forget us
We must hate us
Or otherwise this war’s war wouldn’t be worth it would it?
Damn you TV
You make me bad
Make me cry
But wait a minutellenium
Everything
On
TV
Is a lie, alive.