Tag: consumerism
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Thee Square Knot
Well i drove byyou know ii looked insidejust to seewhat it wasi could see nighttime bar converted coffee shopall the regulars hang out in their regular hang out spots Saddled upAround the nighttime bartenderConverted barista Heads in their handsand the warm glow processing the processes of communication Hazy waves of traffic outsideBlistering morning cold. Well you […]
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A Call to the Artist Archetypes
When we gonna listen, And realize we got nothing to say, When we gonna break up, ‘Cause we got nothing new to Say. We’re all just on some mission, some cheap and self glorifying mission, When’re we gonna listen, (Electronic music interlude… Still going…. Breaking it down now, still…………breaking down…………… ) OK. Here we go… […]
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A Call to the Artist Archetypes
When we gonna listen,And realize we got nothing to say,When we gonna break up,‘Cause we got nothing new toSay.We’re all just on some mission,some cheap and self glorifyingmission,When’re we gonna listen, (Electronic music interlude… Still going…. Breaking it down now, still…………breaking down…………… ) OK. Here we go… i’ve got another question for ya. […]
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Thug Raid at 4 a.m.
The raid happened swiftly. Under the cover of night where the moans and groans would be a little softer and the insolence suppressed by the tremor of wakefulness. RV’s lined the street sandwiched between an industrial park and rail yard. The police ushered all the campers out of their RV’s, took their names, or whatever […]
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Consumed
He was already dead before he was born, came out of the womb like void and now he’s the nightmare that lives down your street. Dwelling in desolation and isolation, he just wants to live in your house, live in your skin, take it all […]
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Consumption (A Poem)
When you are a consumer, you’re also the consumed. lines of identity are a blur so now we have to assert our individuality, put a filter on reality and take your medicine. The Materialists say that it’s the only way to survive the harsh realities of nature, and we’re inclined to believe them, because it’s […]
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From the Life and Times of Domesticles
It was a lush autumn night when Domesticles woke to the realization that he, and everyone else, was at the end of someone else’s bottom line. Even the fat cats in the high rise offices were pawns in someone else’s game, everyone was being used in this life of domesticity there is no avoiding it. […]
Daniel J Flosi is Consumed 