Humanity Wants To Wear Your Skin & Dance On Your Corpse.- Frank Reardon

Posted: January 24, 2011 in Poetry
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Humanity

wants to put

you into a

work uniform,

they salivate

at the mouth

like a rabid dog

when your

spines match,

 

different colors

for each day

day of the week,

soldiers & murderers

made out of

fine cottons

that can

extinguish

any bit of

fire you’ve

got left

inside

of you,

 

& they’ll make

you believe

that you’re

doing it

for your kids

or your house

payments,

but they want

you to think that

so they can

secretly

carve out

the surplus

population

 

& start wearing

its favorite

uniform,

made out

of you

when your

dying

& dead.

 

 

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Comments
  1. kolembo says:

    Oh, intense! Very nice rhythme too.

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