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    dots Submission Name: The Flicker Fusion Threshold dots

    Author: col13x
    Elite Ratio:    2.26 - 119/300/559
    Words: 311
    Class/Type: Poetry/Them
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    dotsThe Flicker Fusion Threshold dots

    If I were to swagger off the streets
    Some gangster as I perched the skulduggery
    Of my litany in glitter and smoke
    An ageless vandalism to linger unknown
    While I sneer from the lounging corner of your TV

    Would you recognise me

    Though I slide sheathed in the flags and banners
    Barking and whining with the malaise dogs of freedom
    Still with the coils of bright subliminal stars
    With the cool smoothing glass of my poison
    Throttle every whisper in the eyes of your children

    Would you know me

    Should I sink in bitter teeth this Nospheratu gift
    A mechanical mayhem of guts and blood
    In impassioned exaltation choke the anthems of liberty
    Should I scream dank from the cellar
    Beneath the rubble litter of such celebrated and hollow victory

    Would you hear me

    When I dally in the mall smile Muzak ghost of neon
    And peddle from every crisp clean rotting shelf of starvation
    By coat-hanger noose dangled so footloose
    Breathes it’s monoxide pull into your lungs
    Better for the fashion this fashionable becomes

    Do you recognise me now

    As I secretive polished in slick glide reflective coercion
    In the vaunted line of the halls of my fathers
    Where this iniquitous trail of fiddling crumbs
    Lay their poor morsel under the boot of my banquet table
    I dine on metal and speak with weapons

    And faceless electronic the vendetta of surveillance
    And twisted media to quell every utterance
    I hide this honed blade skulking behind you
    Chill grip to the spine in bright sunshine
    I haunt you

    You ….. photographed
    Are ….. stamped, filed
    Mine ….. and numbered

    Submitted on 2011-07-30 09:37:32     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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    ||| Comments |||
      I have no critiques for this. I think its awesome actualy.

    I am not a fan of being numbered and monitored in the name of national security. Then also there is the soul killing materialism that a brain washed capitalist sociaty worships.

    Good job on this, in my opinion. But most do not want to face or even think about this topic directly.

    The realization of which forces us to look at ourselves self as well. Thats not some thing we like to do.

    Desolation before introspection.

    We are so docile.
    | Posted on 2011-08-01 00:00:00 | by snacky fish | [ Reply to This ]

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