210817A
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Invisible battle lines,
in a fractured society.
Too broken up
by the jack hammers
of paternal governments.
Blaming the gods
for all that prying apart,
ought to be a heresy,
but what is put to the stake
is what fails to blame them.
The importance
of red wheel barrows,
overturned and crushed
into scrap metal,
claiming they broke the rules.
There are more rules now
than anyone ever dreamt of
in their wildest fantasies.
Everyone made to feel safer
in their growing paranoia.
It favours a larger pool
of purified desperation,
usually held in sterile isolation,
residing in the bland holding cells,
of bedroom communities.
Their only chance to being valued,
being their pay rate,
and their only recognized claims
to any membership
being a job title and description.
Release is the drab grey
of a work area,
and made never thankful enough
for the dull, thudding, routine
of mechanized repetition.
To afford a colourless life
of racially purified pallor,
exhibited in white
and pastel flesh tone,
decorator recommendations.
Colour choices
more often as severely restricted
as expressions of body language,
and a graveyard of words
that easily imply the wrong idea.
A trend to safer and safer objects,
that are all mass produced
coming from reliable sources,
meant to avoid anything
that betrays self expressive tendencies
It all serves the rising sensitivity
of the severely narrowed spectrum
of all possibilities,
relegates the expanding averages
more reactive to shock therapy.
Making them easier to manipulate
and to control,
in ways only dreamt of before.
Always another shake up
breaking down any associations.
Oh America,
once land of the brave and free,
it has come to this,
Liberty weeps,
and may forever be weeping.
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210817B
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Rebellion is only encouraged,
when it is crude and thoughtless,
to serve as a call to extreme order.
Nothing intellectual in that,
and only the basest instincts loosed
as to the lowest common denominators.
It becomes all about muscling in,
and muscling out, obsessively built up,
but not knowing where anything is headed.
A way to prevent Bolshevism,
and other sundry and assorted fears
as to what might topple all the thoughtlessness.
Brains always go into abeyance,
when body makes exceptional primal demands.
Plato did not write his Republic
while pumping up by lifting heavy weights,
and concentrating on building body bulk.
Contrary to some popularized opinions.
That type of scene is played out
when there is a concealed terror,
that a real revolution might be immanent.
The undermining of all rational arguments,
and the militating of animal tendencies,
intent on crushing meaningful dissent.
That was what scarred up and threw away
most of the enraged twentieth century,
in its pretensions at being civilized.
Including the globalized abomination
of economic downturns
seeking to fixate on worries about survival.
Most people do not think very much,
about anything at all,
when they are totally terrified about survival,
threatened with losing their precious things
and being made hungry and thirsty,
after a hopeless stint in imprisonment in debt.
That coincides with some of the reasons
why the Russian Avant Garde was denied
the recognition and popularity it deserved
in its championing of creative freedom.
Everything that happened revolves on that
one simple cultural fact.
No coincidence that Lenin, a skinny “twerp”
was replaced by Stalinist muscle “structure”,
ending a short lived reign of the intellect.
Along with another American dream world
of goose stepping German brown shirts.
American exiles in Paris had to be punished.
America Uber Alles and they all fell for it.
Fell in battlefields, for the sake of destroying
millennia of slow and incremental progress.
Blame it all on Karl Marx, and Freidrich Engels
without whom Germany might have been spared
the effects of retributive Capitalism.
Adolf Hitler and Joseph Stalin as twin brothers,
(sibling rivalry), both serving the same cause,
as to proving Karl Marx dangerously wrong.
Both failed to be receive distinguished service medals
on the steps of the Capitol in Washington,
as would have been far closer to the actual truth.
It went so far that those young upstart British colonies
got the best of both of Germany and Britain,
subsequently claiming that it was all its own invention.
Coincidences never really go that far,
as to the Empirical Motherland submissively willing,
the continental Fatherland suffered an Oedipal fate.
That is the way to kill two birds with one stone,
but twice in the span of a quarter century is manic.
The Civil War brought expansively forward,
to another Civil War between Europe and America,
designed to throttle Europe's rapid growth,
the way the South led to the same fundamental idea.
Oddly enough the American South was Socialist,
in a crude, vulgar, and primitive, sort of way.
Slaves got housing, health care, and welfare provided,
from the cradle to decline of old age.
The liberating North offered nothing similar
until the unions, ironically named, fought bloody battles.
After arranging the destruction of European competition,
the rockets' red glare turned its attention to the East,
where Socialism had fled in retreat.
Running up against complications of a language barrier,
the East slipped through linguistic cracks
that appeared in Western propaganda.
It is much harder to defeat someone
who studies and understands you
much better than you ever understand them.
Where Europe and the Soviet Union both fell
under the magic spell of modernist persuasion,
the East effectively resisted the same beguilement.
Oh, America, do you really believe they do not know,
and that they support your side of the story ?
Oh, great Fatherland, Motherland, of fiction
no other nation has ever claimed the world so gullible,
as to buying in to that so absolutely make believe
that it serves the will of God Almighty.
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210817C
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They have you playing the fool,
both coming and going.
Token instances are displayed in the media
as to exceptions of win some and lose some,
but most people do not have a leg to stand on
in the final analysis of the actual problem.
There are unwritten rules, about written rules
about rules, about rules, and more rules,
so that you can never really know or find your way
around all of that potential entanglement,
that always costs much more than it ever makes.
Cat's string ball of rules and then the worst of it,
as to obscure, often obscene, entirely irrational,
customary practices, as might or might not apply,
according to some even more obscure rules,
that no one ever told you about or ever would
because no one ever initiated you to the secret club.
Bookchin had it essentially right, as hopeless.
You will never find a way to feather your nest
with archaisms, that no one secretly let you in on.
You will only go hidden pitfall to hidden pitfall,
routinely falling in until you simply give up,
and sit down and cry, all by yourself.
A problem of systems design,
and the fact that there are people much cleverer,
than you or I, or most others, might prove to be.
Makes it so easy to fall for it,
but almost impossible to scramble out again,
from the sea of holes in an assumed fabric of reality.
The Fool on the Hill did it for the fringe benefits,
while others endured those debilitating threats
of Strawberry Fields, charities, forever,
and those still capable of compliance
battled to become Working Class Heroes,
all learning how to smile as they kill.
Proof that anything can be manipulated,
to your total disadvantage, anytime, anywhere.
Demonstrations of disempowerment,
being selectively and exceptionally applied.
You do not even really get anything
that you happen to be lured to buy into.
Even the invite to joining a common circus
is proven to be an invalid sort of claim.
You simply spent your money the wrong way,
having failed to donate it all to corporate greed.
A failure to totally cave in to total discouragement
as to any other options having any real validity.
Learn to give back, has different meanings
that different people are geared up to read into it.
You can shadow box against those adversaries forever,
and never really ever hit anything worth hitting.
That might serve as your more formal introduction
to what some refer to as the Devil.
Popular Psychology tells you to actualize yourself,
but that gets you black balled as being too selfish.
You see, you win some, you lose some,
but what it means is that you only win if someone lets you,
and only in ways that you end up being the loser.
That warns you that they do not like you and never will.
Relationship experts say choose your friends carefully,
while shrinks say that we do not choose our friends.
Experts say surround yourself with successful people,
but that invokes the chicken and egg model of success,
as to which has to come first, in class structured society,
imposing the fact that you cannot cross that road.
Most people surrender completely early in the game,
after being run over a few times,
and having their feathers continually ruffled,
they simply chicken out and end up feeling blessed,
settling down into what is termed finding their place
to live Church mouse existences.
Oh, what have you done, America,
mass marketing your invention so successfully,
as if all of that will help make the world your oyster,
Phantom of Liberty, author of political porn
about how everyone can become equally free,
to engage in the same sadomasochism.
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210817D
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American Nobodaddy says
actresses are whores,
and whores are actresses.
Actresses always practising
the same phony romance scenes
with any come along,
that whores perform in brothels
for a fee.
Nobodaddy says,
Barmaids and waitresses
being mostly bad whores
and bad actresses,
some semi professionals,
others aspiring talent,
want to be types,
and thus much the same.
American Nobodaddy says
None of them to be trusted
when it comes to sincerity.
Any one of them similarly
likely to take anything
they can get,
from anyone,
on any sort of pretense.
American Nobodaddy says,
never trust the servants,
and never get personal with them.
They really want only one thing,
and that is what you might have
hidden away in your wallet.
He says if they are not watched
they might rob you blind.
My own father never said that,
though he didn't trust people,
saying that “people fool you around”.
Coming from the old country
and only forever fresh off the boat
we did not know about such things
or even begin to suspect
how the games here are played.
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210817E
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There comes a time
when nobody remembers you.
It happens in some people's lives
more often than in others.
It happens most often,
when you need someone to think of you.
That is when you make a discovery
that everyone has found other amusements.
You begin to question your own reality,
and whether the clocks will start to melt.
A time when you can expect to meet dead fish
lurking around corners, leaning on crutches.
You walk past the vomit doors of local taverns,
and you can tell there is nothing there for you,
by the looks on what appear to be sailor's faces,
looking grizzled, drunken, and ship wrecked.
Barmaids looking as if regularly wrestling mules,
and only moonlighting for pocket change.
Television images dance in distant windows,
suggestive of either sports or porn.
Police action flashes red, white and blue
imperial colours on the far corner.
Someone must have lost their mind,
and someone else tried to help them find it.
The little fish bowl restaurant
with the boarded up windows
still has a PASS sign displayed, and says OPEN.
Pass must now mean, do not go in.
Makes you wonder what the special is,
and whether there might be an opium den
somewhere in a back room,
simply to allow them to make ends meet.
An undercover cop watches the adults
who are watching the children play in the park.
Cameras at the crosswalks
and presumably someone watches them too.
There is a lot of watching going on,
and someone always watches the watchers.
Every now and again someone falls down,
turning into a cluster of emergency vehicles.
Mostly those who know them intercede,
trying to explain, they will be alright in the morning,
to the clearly worried emergency personnel
who arrive wondering if they can resuscitate.
You arrive back where you started from,
knowing that you have walked the outer perimeter
of the inner wastelands,
and somehow remained entirely unnoticed.
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