Thursday, September 27, 2012

Aspirin Nation

Fear--
fear for myself, approaching twenty
Years--
on this planet full of switching
Careers--
superhighways and churning
Gears--
left to us The Cancer, Hello,
How are you, Nice to meet you,
Kill you later but put you to Work
now, alone, maybe, maybe alone
in the universe but the earth's conscious-
ness lives in mountains while ours
say it's lonely at the top,
but you know the road's lonelier on
a reservation in Arizona, one in the morn-
ing, must remember fame and success
suckled imprinted on my aspirin-nations,
my aspirations, my antagonist yet to show
Himself 'cos it's still the first act, or maybe
the beginning of the second,
but nonetheless must remember
fame and aspiration isn't the best way nor
the only way, 'cos the Butcher gobbles it
all eventually.

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