Concerto for blunt instrument

An irregular heartbeat from d.o. to you. Not like a daily kos, more like a sometime sloth. Fast relief from the symptoms of blogarrhea and predicated on the understanding that the world is not a stage for our actions, rather it is a living organism upon which we depend for our existence.

Monday, January 01, 2007

New Year Fear II

What, no return of the puritan progeny?
countless Cotton Mathers who
would’ve really rathered
you didn't have much fun?
bailing in droves, returning
to the folders marked ‘no longer active’
praying all day, and paying their way
into far more important worlds beyond.
the old ideas & ill-gotten gains as a blessing
from on high continue, and your poverty still
proves your unworthiness, right?
We don’t think so.

There's still more: those who
worship only power and wealth, along
for the ride, fueling the mean Machine
rolling over the land and objects below?
They’re getting just a little nervous or
is that our imagination? Better check-out
the undisclosed locations.

The newest calendar on your wall says
2007, better continue scaning for
viruses within legislative/administrative entities;
dark motorcades; passing bodies slumped
in doorways; babies in trash cans, unnatural
disasters sweeping across the
weather channel. It's the 21st century,
some things never change, are
they finally doing something about it
in a 17th century sort of way? You see,
it's still in the air, in the wind,
check your watches, stay alert,
you're on duty tonight.

You know the drill: up against the wall,
spread ‘em, eyes forward, repeat after me:
no second homes until everyone cleans-up
this one.


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