Sordid Phrycology

Sordid Phrycology

A Story by Zatoichi
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BOOM shakalaka.

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Scientists photographed an atom today. A single atom of strontium was heated until it glowed and is now to be found all over the www, glowing. At first, this seemed sad, as if the Emperor were stripped down in front of me; I refused to collude in the Sovereign's humiliation.

I often wonder if this time is the end of the beginning of the apocalypse. Every generation has wondered the same, and probably concluded as I have, that things are different now, what with technology and all, especially.

Neither rhyme nor reason have any place in my mind these days as I stumble thru the stark and dormy ways of a world I don't understand because I don't want to.

People regularly monetize their neuroses; the best of them garner accolades and become very wealthy.

My tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth, impeding speech and making me wonder at whom I should be afraid.
I sit across from a mirror as I write, and am reminded to be kind every time I look up.

I sit in silence in the city that never
sleeps as sirens scream.
They offer haven from the storm; but surely you've read the ancient stories and are aware that mermaids bite with the tensile strength of dinosaurs.

I think in steam of consciousness and seek to express myself in such style- spontaneous and beige.

There were so many people outside my window, chanting and murmur-
ing and screaming and singing
EnOuGh! I wonder if the kids are finally waking or if this will pass after a couple more spins through the ProfitMaX 3000 News media cycle.

Everybody who's anybody is down on the lawn below.
I'm talking to the rhythm in my head, learning to let it wander in search of a beat transcendent of Shakespeare's. Aiming for the stars so as to clear the barn roof.

There was a young man of Marin, born into a life of private edges,
through no fault of his own
both of his livers were gilded and he drank from a platinum spork.

I used to wonder why people talk to plants or scream at the sky. Now I find myself doing the same.

© 2018 Zatoichi


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"wonder at whom I should be afraid."
Loved that. Trump is a sexist, racist. Hillary is a liar. Kim's button may be smaller but nobody has to ok his launch. Puttin is everywhere but we keep trying to believe he's nowhere. Meanwhile we've forgotten about the middle east. ISIS is more active than ever. The Facebook is selling you're info (who could've seen that coming).

So many enemies. So few allies. And you said it all in one line. Simple, straight forward, and powerful.

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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"wonder at whom I should be afraid."
Loved that. Trump is a sexist, racist. Hillary is a liar. Kim's button may be smaller but nobody has to ok his launch. Puttin is everywhere but we keep trying to believe he's nowhere. Meanwhile we've forgotten about the middle east. ISIS is more active than ever. The Facebook is selling you're info (who could've seen that coming).

So many enemies. So few allies. And you said it all in one line. Simple, straight forward, and powerful.

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Its the world we live in today! Yes - we are collectively lemming to oblivion. Too late? We'll know soon.
At least there's a chance if some of us are aware of the cliff edge.
regards Alan

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I hear you. I don't know which way to look anymore.


Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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