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Seconds from igniting
Powder keg
Of more infighting
And delighting
In dividing
Plots of history
Rewriting
Is a sleight of hand
Too deft to check
Totalitarians
Of tech
Neoliberalism
Is increasingly
Autism
And duopolies
On policies
And polities
A schism
Forming wider
In between us
The machine
To supersede us
As disparities in wealth
And income
Patently
Egregious
Seem as reasons
To believe
That it is working
To achieve
A democratic
Systematic
Toxic atmosphere
We breathe
Pinnacle of youth
Approaching cusp
Of aging out
The gears are rusting
Readjusting
To the cosmic dusted
Drought
And each encounter
Over counter
Runs a counterclaim
To sane
Though disillusioned
Looming puniness
Is my true claim to fame
And though I knew
From early ages
It was not on center stages
That I’d ever
Most precisely
Find the light
That best assuages
What the worthless nexus
Mind complexes
Never goes
Outmoded
Though it often goes
To show
By all these updates
Overloaded
Can you not see?
Demagoguery
Obviates
More heir apparently
Aryan
Nation-states
Pro
Natalist,
Prison camps
But can’t concentrate
On the most blatant
Abuses of propagates
Power projects
The world over
Disorder
Is over now
Stand aside
Open the border
Spineless
Sock puppets
Won’t get their
Comeuppance
And angry mob rulers
Won’t soon to reluctance
Exude
Or refuse to write history
Tragically skewed
Any more than it favors
The boldest
Enslavers
Whose toxic fumes
Humans consume
Favorite flavors
Foreign
Dark
Money
Makes voting
Seem funny
And corn fed
Reserves
Purge the hurt
From my tummy
The strong man
Facade’s
A ventriloquist
Dummy
But all its consumerist
Gummies
Are yummy
And yet
The vets
Wander the cold
And go hungry
For crumby the
Food insecurity
System
And numb
We become
To its gun
Toting victim
Just blame the whole
Name of the game
On the working poor
Lurking class
Warfare
Us middle men
Paying for
And what does your heart say?
Am I such a toxin
Does it no more feel
First date fates
Interlocked in
The box
Growing old
Growing closer together
Or do the fake doctors
Know us
So much better?
Have they seen us weeping
Beside ourselves
Dying inside
Without sleeping
And keeping with
Daily turmoil
And turbulence
Ground us back
Safely and soundly
To furtherance
Seeing this through
To whatever
The end
Such a daunting prospectus
To sign with a pen
But obliged nonetheless
To commit to its binding
Promissory
Family
History
Finding
A better way forward
Than parents
Have failed
Prior lovers,
And brothers,
Relationships
Sailed
And its left us quite
Stranded
But not empty-handed
My soul has been yours
And you know
You’ve commanded
My plans since the start
On my heart
Made your mark
But if yours
Torn apart
Would cast me to the dark
And the spark
Flickers merely
To just be extinguished
And we just revert
To a pair of kind
Linguists
Then all I can say
Is I’m sorry I ****** it
Took everything good in my life
And corrupted
Its sacrosanct
Precious
Most uplifting bliss
To some poisonous
Deathly wish
Last kiss abyss
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