Archive for the ‘Black Swan’ Category

Mutually Assured Destruction.

Perversely, it’s a beautiful thing.

Sorting the elemental from the superfluous.

And I am glad I made a stand,

rejecting the temporal,

even though it meant pillory,

exclusion

and prison.

After all…

what good is your big house,

your refrigerator, your 200cm TV,

your child, or life insurance policy,

when an ICBM hits your city?

 

©SvetkaSamizdat

 

OK, I guess I’d stopped thinking about them,

for the sake of sanity,

but now I am reminded,

and I revisit the details,

deep into the silo,

and… it’s mind-blowing.

Such might, power, prowess and hubris.

Yet, our buildings are crumbling

and our people are lacking.

… Truly, we are motivated by destruction.

 

©SvetkaSamizdat

 

The month flew by

like an Intercontinental Ballistic Missile,

thrust into Space,

an affront to God,

burned up on re-entry.

Time, gone.

 

©SvetkaSamizdat

 

They told me he wasn’t as vulgar as LBJ,

or,

as lecherous as JFK.

Indeed.

Nevertheless, in his own way…

When I walked into the office the chief was berating the intelligent-looking guy:

“For Christ’s sake, Henry, think big! Let’s get nuclear, goddammit!”

Mortified at the blasphemy, involuntarily I laughed.

Bemused, they looked through me, a woman,

an open door.

 

©SvetkaSamizdat

 

Slavery,

Exploitation,

Death.

Exposed,

in the hash light

of the dark side of the Moon.

My beautiful swan-like neck

is of little effect.

 

©ddr7hd

 

Lies slip from her lips

like water down a mountainside.

Slick rock face.

Summer thunder storm.

Slippery slope

to doom.

 

It was a tumultuous time,

with few moments of comfort.

He asked his grandfather to record a TV program: Great Russian Writers, the Anton Chekhov episode.

His grandfather asked if he was a Communist.

He didn’t get it.

 

And the last thing I need to hear

is politicians and wannabes spouting and espousing

the need for progressive policies

and/or conservative values,

both oxymorons.

Change for change’s sake

and retention for the want of a bowel movement.

Like, who wouldn’t want to be known as progressive?

It’s a natural aspiration,

of course.

But the word (and world) has been hijacked.

Change does not always equal progress

and a step forward often results in many steps backward.

Study history.

Likewise conservatism,

a security blanket,

but, really, is the world here and now,

people, place, society,

so great that we want to preserve it, as is?

Go back into the hole you came out of,

one might say.

In between the devil and the toxic sea.

Turn on, tune in, OD, drop out.

Humans are stupid…

Bears have the good sense to hibernate.

 

The weeks pile upon the days,

the months melt into years.

Time loses meaning.

I don’t want to go forward

and I don’t want to go back.

Meaningless or not, time still passes.

And my every effort seems to become more and more futile

and, ever more hurtful,

resentfulness consumes me.

Discordant and awkward, messed up.

 

Exploitation.

Exploiltation.

Exspoiltation.

We mangle words,

we mangle people,

concepts explored,

money made

at great human expense.

The market is happy

but it makes no sense.

Like meat left to rot,

we spoil

for Dollars and cents.

Humanity debased.

Lives destroyed

wills crushed,

possibilities gone,

beautiful things desecrated.

Capitalism:

the world is a poorer place.