Capitalism is a Whore.
Older and Uglier, Inept.
Not my Soil.
Warhol Vampires driving away.
All so young all so pretty,
meaningless, unimportant.
Relieved, I never have to leave (home?) again.
Blessed Curse, Gift-Wrapped.
Why should ANY ONE care?
The story was cancelled.
Paid off in Escrow Derivatives,
Donations to the Church of Pop Icons.
Categories: Manic Beatnik Riffing
Nice stuff.
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Five nines fine. Not good enough. I demand complete purity in all things. Not my soil.
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Warhol Vampires…
Your poetry is electric and raw. Great work.
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Thank! I sat around the house the day that I wrote this trying NOT to be creative… Ended up writing this.
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