Page 115 - Dark Matter Issue5 Part II

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viii.)

Even as now the collective brainʼs

migrated

to spectacle pit,

World decked out

in permanent warfare suits
its plague of blue angers,

its bland resplendent bursts of
personhood-arson. Redeem this

blowkiss as one type of TSA Pre-

Check swipe on your not-yet-a-

barcode. Mwah! and Namaste

anyhow, Not-it-nigh-kid, ʻcause

we merge in verse.

Now then. Are you of a mind to try on

this tight little fish skin?

Pray-telling is poetryʼs birthplace. Do.

Would you

rather real-life swim

or live-stream?

Last question. Answer please

in heaped first-person Earth:

Perfection of the life

or of the work?