take a proper gander at the propaganda
Poem, but of course.
take a proper gander
at the propaganda
as it's shoved
down your throat
through your eyes
drying up aqueous humor
in your ears
blocking out reason with wax
and mouth
swallowed whole
wholesale lies
ties that bind us
bind us to stuff
we don't need
don't even want
the ecstasy
the pressure
the tragedy
the danger in
the fear
of missing out
but
don't worry
the next best thing
is tomorrow's
dried turkey in the bin
*
Thanks for reading!
Author's Notes: While I impatiently wait for In That Sleep of Death, What Dreams May Come - Intrusive Thoughts of a Psychopath - Part 4 to be published (it's been stuck in review quarantine for two days now and counting) I threw this together!
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Paul Stewart
Award-Winning Writer, Poet, Scottish-Italian, Subversive.
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