BrainwashedA Poem by KaleaInspired by Louise Gluck's, A Fantasy"I’ll tell you something: Every day people are dying. And that’s just the beginning." Thrusted into numbing hours, swivel chairs, and cubicles, a nine-to-five, weekday personal purgatory for those whose sins are lies they find themselves repeating each night as the buzz of a lagging TV ad sings each one to sleep: He will lose 10 pounds; She will get promoted; You will finally wake with an ache of fulfillment. Our sixth extinction Dawning As humanity falls Asleep. © 2019 Kalea |
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