I thought about two ideas
to write about and I
didn't write about either.
One had to do with
sidewalks and people--
the plundering
of personality
that happens
even when you walk
where it should be safe to be.
The other
was about technology--
that inside our veins
instead of polysaccharides
was the wires
to our electronics;
that stitch themselves inside
to keep us plugged in.
Maybe it was the in-toxicity
of having to try and fail
a persona that perpetuates
underachievement
or a rebel
that displays rebellion
by not rebelling at all.
My mind is the lackluster
of copper compared to silver--
its dull ensemble
may be its greatest achievement
a replication of someone else's words
because mine
lack the quality to be appreciated.
And my information for poetry
is irrelevant to the real world--
because these are analogies
they are the rhetoric of argument
the imagination of 'youth'
and from my age
deemed to lack understanding
so I cannot be president,
hardly can I speak,
nor should I be listened to.
Jun 5, 2016
Jun 5, 2016 at 10:03 PM UTC
I thought about two ideas
to write about and I
didn't write about either.
One had to do with
sidewalks and people--
the plundering
of personality
that happens
even when you walk
where it should be safe to be.
The other
was about technology--
that inside our veins
instead of polysaccharides
was the wires
to our electronics;
that stitch themselves inside
to keep us plugged in.
Maybe it was the in-toxicity
of having to try and fail
a persona that perpetuates
underachievement
or a rebel
that displays rebellion
by not rebelling at all.
My mind is the lackluster
of copper compared to silver--
its dull ensemble
may be its greatest achievement
a replication of someone else's words
because mine
lack the quality to be appreciated.
And my information for poetry
is irrelevant to the real world--
because these are analogies
they are the rhetoric of argument
the imagination of 'youth'
and from my age
deemed to lack understanding
so I cannot be president,
hardly can I speak,
nor should I be listened to.
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