This generation absently awaits
the primetime broadcast of the End of Days
in air-conditioned rooms, pristine and white;
then, feeling meaningless, it sometimes prays
– a bit self-conscious– to the vacant night.
There still may be a god, some conscience says;
he really doesn’t seem to give a shit.
The dance of global capital betrays
each human impulse and seduces it
into a winding [...]

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we dried ourselves in drugged-out rooms
and thought the air of crime alright –
the half-moon rocked in the window:
what could we know?
so the days crashed
together at a burning joint
and nights blew weightlessly as ash,
or settled on a bird’s feather:
the afterlife was
just a hit away, so close
we’d have been fools to wait in these
flesh-threads for a cruder [...]

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I’ve noticed a trend in the last few years. As the logic of global capitalism pushes forward towards its inevitable, logical conclusion — namely, the division of the world’s population into a very small group of power-and-wealth-wielding elites and an astronomically huge herd of the poor and powerless — the nation’s that are nominally [...]

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Long is the path and wide is the road
And Life is more complicated than you’ll ever know;
So lie on your backs and swim in the snow,
Because life is much more complicated than you can ever possibly know.

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So we made it to Columbia and I haven’t showered yet. The gas guy has yet to cut on the pilot light to the water heater, so my stench has continued to compound itself and increase exponentially by the day. The cats are frisky and also alive. The girl is alive but [...]

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