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Pearson Bolt
Poems
Mar 2015
Mother Night
we are what
we pretend to be
caricatures of recycled
images and refashioned
motifs masquerading without
pretense of originality
carbon copies in dazzling relief
spun through cycles of roguish
vogue realities
you are what you Tweet
we've seen enlightenment dawn
and watched god die while
the planet relay-raced about
a decaying sun
drifting
children of the Digital Age
words are less than wind
they are fingertips tapping
luminous screens
spineless
lackluster and vain
beyond belief
we run our mouths
while the world burns
here's more Tinder for
the fire of distraction
GoFundMy upstart disaster
vegan hippie child of nature
punk anarchist activist
academic film enthusiast
novelist critic intellectual
psychologist pathologist anthropologist
will we practice a
discourse on delusion
or find solidarity with Sisyphus?
we are what
we pretend to be
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Pearson Bolt
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