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In the land of liberty,

of course you are free,

to live in poverty,

… moral bankruptcy.

 

©SvetkaSamizdat

 

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If you think about it…

in a sense,

innocence

doesn’t live here any more.

The child has come of age and realizes the futility of it all. He/she withdraws. Taut. Ready to explode.

Quiet and deep-thinking, like a Finn, and all that entails.

(Bread basket travesty…)

… Molotov Cocktail.

 

©SvetkaSamizdat

 

You watch the TV show,

much like the evening news:

in the name of engagement,

they lie.

In the name of pain relief,

you buy.

 

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You drool as you sleep,

salty residue left on your pillow.

Epic life memories, mainly forgotten.

 

©SvetkaSamizdat

 

It’s not a conspiracy theory

if it seems real,

if you believe,

if you *feel*.

 

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Like most men

he was motivated by his country

and his cock.

Patriotic

and priapic.

In me he found a way to obey both.

Look out world,

look out girls.

 

©SvetkaSamizdat

 

People,

the ultimate pawns.

Atomized

or collectivized,

deluded, denuded,

used,

despoiled, destroyed.

Pawns.

People:

expendable,

broken toys.

 

©SvetkaSamizdat