300418A
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Dust devils
churned up
along the gutters.
Black limousine agendas
race the clock,
running traffic lights.
Cell phone deals
made behind dark glasses,
keeping the numbers in motion.
Transcontinental calls
made around the block,
disappear into the infinite.
Nothing ever happens
in the same place twice,
except trash collection.
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300418B
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In the jungle of transmissions,
there are wild things,
concealed in dense undergrowth.
The crunching of bones
interrupts monkey chatter
for a few screeching moments.
Beasts retch out their guts,
near poisoned watering holes
stinking of history.
Very little of the actual past
was clean and polished,
despite being kept very regular.
There are points at intersections
where the streets pass out
into last vestiges of silence.
Until the silence is removed,
restoring a pristine condition
of constant bedlam.
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300418C
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It was a pointless exercise,
conducting that same old drill,
of walking in urban circles
hoping to meet up with someone
in some purely random manner.
You could carry a placard,
exhibiting that sort of invite,
and no one would ever reply.
Rumours of eternal damnation
typically attract more attention.
Thrill seekers
out looking for some sort of end,
that might take them higher
than they have ever been before,
no matter which way it all goes.
Eventually one finds other ways
of getting absolutely nowhere,
having found there is an opening
for another clown
to join one of the local circuses.
A few of the cats play
with the new mouse.
A novelty quickly given up,
in favour of other toys,
thus killing the moment.
All a part of the usual program,
designed to increase product sales,
for those who go that way,
as to indulgent doses
of what passes as redemption.
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300418D
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They tell you a million times,
that good writers write lies.
Bad writers
write the truth.
Good writers,
write what people want
to read and hear.
Bad writers,
write what people hate
to find out.
It is that type of place
that we have fallen into.
Don't expect the sales pitch
that the others give you.
The hostile take over
by carnies and con tricksters.
They are taking you
to that promised land
where everything revolves
but nothing counts for anything.
Your best bet is to be dead,
from the neck up,
while remaining highly animated
and on regular public display.
Then let yourself sink in
to mastering all of the formalities.
You know you have become someone
when you are being copied,
headed to mass duplication
of whatever you were imprinted with.
Alternatively you could be ignored,
and ultimately in danger
of being accused of originality
and rubbed out completely,
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300418E
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Most people seem easily amused,
by all the wrong things.
All of that was carefully planned for
by the organizing committee.
You do not get what you pay for,
but you pay for anything you get.
There are cures available,
but they won't really help you.
There is no way to afford
what you really need.
At least not in any reasonable time
that would make any real difference.
A new complication awaits you,
at every new turn.
No way to get around it,
so you remain stuck in heavy traffic.
Your biggest mistake
was to make any plans.
You should have been prepared
for something else to happen.
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