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i am the dissident poetician...i tear down fences with sardonic sardines and metaphysical cucumbers

Monday, September 23, 2013

FEAST OR FAMINE?


the same old tiresome themes

exhausted to the point of cliché
although I am fundamentally honest
in a naïve kind of way
I was forced to creatively lie
in order to preserve
my Chinese takeaway meals
I passed by the skin of my teeth
momentarily able to suppress my naïveté


there shall be another famine
as there shall be another feast
I would rather choose famine
for the feast is exorbitantly priced


where to from here?

restraint and unfetterd creativity
stealing time and killing boredom
(for boredom is counter-revolutionary)
and refusing to fall prey to depression
(for it is but the extension of boredom
in a consumerist capitalist society)


may the famine destroy the feast
the self-destructive tendencies
of a  meal, which dishes out apathy,
disillusionment and complacency

1 comment:

Melissa Buckley said...

it is cryptic enough, like the chinese takeaways!