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in postmodern troubles you just yell
over and over again
about the same theses
ignored filaments, burnt out truths
forget your kin, and try to be better when they die
take things! take eyes!
take a name you don’t care for,
and trivialize its provenance!
remember to yell!
this year, no one hears your sheer bile unless you yell!
we’ve no need for whispers, dead visage in the dark
leave these poor serfs, their thatch is already aflame
alight yourself transverse, levitate! uncool to fly, and
the ground is toxic
taking off is sin, and hellfire if it is stated plainly
there simply ain’t enough room in this here vault, partner
and i’ve got all the stacks
i’ll climb out and trickle down help
stay in the hole!
we’ve a great many lootings to do, and i need you to stay in your hole!
once a week you feel bad for good reasons
you are what you eat
i am a dumb-dumb!
soured apple, and cast off!
the path out from this loop is
beyond a studded couch
anxious dreams are your best lies!
slim down your bullshit waste
puke up bits of hardened soul, and get a better job!
sell yourself!
to survive here in postmodern dystopia, you whore your labor
and “love the work”