America's legacy

its Declarations

its show, the colors, the screens

new models for old trades

looping and farming

fields of human endeavor

and fat hairless cubs

with an entertainer shine

where empire spilled

religions pale for a thin meal

feelings from 

feelings due

falling from an empire

whose culture grew you

whose only freedom

is to shout cry and beg

at the industrialized murder

in its trash Theatre of Crime

this sun's day

let us leave

come back in

approach with humility

the prospects of our community

our grave children deserve

from the prodigal returns

we hear the moon it self

shining in the flood tide

a bit of light

floating spright

to bring the breath in

amidst the sorrow illness horror

and my age ripping its ties

sing for a quatrain is sore and needed

scripturous fancies too long heeded

and how the robot calls

intellects execute

on the asphalt green

your gospel is the best sign

you have been forgotten

all this talking

beats on a line

before the storm squawking

flying off leaving nothing

but the air magnets tittling

when the trees dance

leaves prance and flutter

in my yellow sunlight

coloring all shades

am i still young

halfway only through the Act

scripted some time else

with lines to be read and where to stand

am I so tired

in course a consumer(ist) growth culture

            common(  ) 

            capital(  ) 

under observation

its hidden unspoken goal to attract subjects

to become a product

exploiting absolute

all time and life

of all the creations caught in the grid

where the key

is not to find it

and not wake up

language fails

doth it ?

or create mind a table

to be machined 

for its slot and code

before deleted and empty

in the recycle bin

where little (f)or nothing

escapes

power off  power

on a screen 

veiling the light

sitting again in

plagueland

all the smartest cutest

brightly colored young jobmen

in cafes sounding lounging 

as if they own luxury

as if they don't have to return

willfully playfully

casting about their shedding virulence

grabbing as usual

whats first

touting about it and rolling

over the bodies without glance

back to their fresh man philosophy

survey they skipped (the fucks)

leave them to the till

as we near the falls

the crack and the spray

 we all go down

and only they

end up in cinema

with their diseased roles

played by the newest

go getters

passing quickly

i look to my shoes

buckles string and skin

tanned and beaten

to walk for me

the long fence

1032nd from the rear

in the march from the sphere

from the clod, the brute

toward flames

release

air

when is the narrative so long used

it imperils perception, full communication

across boundaries

belief is most interior when not,

negating availability of choice

which is not a permitted application

prior to expiration

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the fat tyrant

naked of any ideals or mores

imposes his power

solely through its exhibition

before the fear and panic of the herd

a predator amongst us

best stay quiet

and so the animal mind

turns inward to the tools

down the halls