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Mar 2013
I’m living in the future.
Things are ******* great.
I am so ******* grateful
for the thing I ate.

The skies are filled with drones.
Humans lose their homes.
People crash into walls
staring at their phones.

Smoking *** is fine.
Being gay is cool.
There goes another kid
shooting up his school.

The tv is so loud
I cannot hear me think.
I curse and scream
and slam the door and
pour another drink.

The President is black.
His whitehouse is all white.
He spends a trillion dollars
so things will be alright.
Written by
Mark Michaels  St. Petersburg, FL
(St. Petersburg, FL)   
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