fauxpology

"He thrusts his fists against the post and still insists he sees the ghosts." -Ben Hanscomb (character from film: Stephen King's "IT")

precious rhetoric of politicians fueled and backed by moneyed

interests

avec slippery sliding lies

the darkest and the most unknown

with the biggest brighten most squeaky smiles that you ever did see shine

self-proclaimed kings trying to wear worker’s clothes

we

click on the idiot box

we sit

we watch

we listen

we complain

we throw verbal stones at the screen

and then the program ends

and we go

back

to our regular

programming

hmmm

who isn’t guilty of soaking up in apathy?

these days we wear it on our foreheads

net-surfing & gaming

escaping

escaping

escaping

backbone of the 21^st century

all waiting for the virtual reality mates

to be pumped out from the techno-dealers

so we never have to leave our house again

and we can

f**k all day and night

hooked up to our pc’s

never having to converse again

with somebody

who might not be in the mood for

fooling in the evening

and we’ll turn off and tune out

forget the world outside

we’ll make sure that all our friends are doing it

all blanked out quick

like one big social suicide

maybe we’ll see them in the vitual-world

the one that we ourselves create

but then they’d just be preferred versions of ourselves

no doubt

the best bff’s that we could ever orchestrate

we’ll turn the volume up

so we can’t hear the bombs going off

or the bio-terror going on outside

and we’ll forget the wars we’re starting to squeeze all the oil and resources

from those who unluckily

reside

outside our borders

the ones left round our own virtual selves

and we’ll live forever and ever and ever

immune to the shallow threats of judgment & burning eternally

in some kind of hell

there’ll be no need anymore for such fictions

when we’re all perpetually numb

our sex organs rubbed raw like sandpaper

and our minds slushy

full of opiates, sedatives and

smut

so look forward to the future

save up that money

while you can

and believe everything that your hear those talking heads say on the

tele

and keep

believing

in

peter pan.