Makes me wince now. Written literally almost a whole lifetime ago. Still reflects my feelings. Just hope I'm writing better now.
Throwing this here anyway because I've been so lazy and haven't posted anything else.
never trust someone who…
I love you America the man said as he
cut
his eyelids off eyes glaring and
stretching
out into snakes snapping and sinking
gas-station
fangs into veins inoculating oily
incense to the
car-gods grinding sacred life beneath noise
drowning
out “beautiful for spacious skies”
with “amber waves of” insecticides
climbing up “purple mountains”
massacred “above the fruited” capitalistic
monotony of shopping malls and
McDonalds oh America why
did you listen to the garbage trucks
of paradise promising
cornucopia as they drown you in
endless indulgence separating
you from those you promised to bless
who are still waiting even
though you can’t see them through
sky-scrapers and airplanes
and asphalt idolatry covered with
rabbit guts who trusted you
like you trusted the man with staring
eyes taking more than
you could give when you could have
given so much more than
what he took and is still taking from
what’s left of you and says you’re
still beautiful like the painting
must’ve
said to Dorian Gray
-
Joseph Owen
