"carceral" poems
A slow suicide called life and state sanctioned.
It is the condition of the carceral society.
Paranoia has become a proper state of mind.
And there's a despot around the corner.
Omnipresent surveillance. Society of control.
The cattle are guided by passageways like electrons in a closed circuit to the killing floor.
Exchange market value of currency against convenience.
The stock that won't drop.
However, liberty and security are not interchangeable in a war machine that never stops.
Sep 22, 2017
Sep 22, 2017 at 1:25 AM UTC