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You know, man before all this went down I used to think that zombies were just a metaphor Really? For what? Yeah, like, for our struggle to remain individuals in a consumer driven culture where identity is mass-produced and we are pressured to belong to some sort of group or fit into some sort of mold It’s like being the last survivor in a zombie apocalypse it’s only a matter of time… That’s some deep **** Yeah, this is good **** What do you think it means now? You know, now that it’s really happening It doesn’t mean anything now Consumer culture is dead, man People want to be able to eat and **** and not have to worry about dying every day. That’s Maslow’s hierarchy of needs man didn’t you learn anything in highschool? ***** you, dude What’s that diploma doing for you anyway? Touché Dude, puff puff pass! Quit hoggin all my **** ****
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Aug 5, 2010
Aug 5, 2010 at 9:00 AM UTC
The Poetry of Sanctuary 251: What It Means
You know, man before all this went down I used to think that zombies were just a metaphor Really? For what? Yeah, like, for our struggle to remain individuals in a consumer driven culture where identity is mass-produced and we are pressured to belong to some sort of group or fit into some sort of mold It’s like being the last survivor in a zombie apocalypse it’s only a matter of time… That’s some deep **** Yeah, this is good **** What do you think it means now? You know, now that it’s really happening It doesn’t mean anything now Consumer culture is dead, man People want to be able to eat and **** and not have to worry about dying every day. That’s Maslow’s hierarchy of needs man didn’t you learn anything in highschool? ***** you, dude What’s that diploma doing for you anyway? Touché Dude, puff puff pass! Quit hoggin all my **** ****
Copyright © 2010 J.M. Romig. All rights reserved. Sanctuary 251 is a concept I have for a Post-Zombie-apocalypse tale that takes place ten years after the infection began spreading. People live "normal" lives in little towns with thick high walls called "Sanctuaries." There are several character poems I want to do from this concept. Be sure to read the other poems in this series as well- From The Poetry Of Sanctuary 251
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Aug 5, 2010
Aug 5, 2010 at 9:00 AM UTC
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