Immortal on Laser DiscA Poem by Dennis ShanabergThis is a picture perfect piece of photorealistic reality tv Television sets set to replay The replays in slow motion Until acted upon by outside forces be with you into the night It’s always darkest now as the sun sets The sun is always far below the waters Worlds without walls for us to dwell. Deviants are pieces of people that do not fit the norm. All I see are pieces of people that we all feed on. Cannibalistic entertainment to feed the masses full Of farces of reality set to music and scripted for you to see. Stars in our eyes as we look to the screens Silver and black and white till they die. Deaths of all these we never have known make us cry Coming up tonight at five. Posthumously honored heroes as Hippocratic hearings are held by all us hypocrites. Death is dealt with drugs for depressions depressing to death the dead for our delight. Stained in something red and salty with sticky situations for Star studded stacks. Prime time tabloids with photos of ticker tape parade floats in tiered-tears of those Left Behind To woe To know That they’re loved ones are immortalized In the stomach minds of those who cannibalized The very souls of the celebrity who is now canonized Forever in shelves of half-priced DVDs and soon-to-be Instant NetFlix queues. © 2013 Dennis ShanabergReviews
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2 Reviews Added on July 9, 2013 Last Updated on July 9, 2013 AuthorDennis ShanabergMentor, OHAboutAbout my Life… It’s a preface far too long For anyone to read. It’s growing longer everyday. Filled with love and laughter, life and greed. more..Writing
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