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
Scottish-Italian poet/writer from Glasgow.
Overflowing in English language torture and word abuse.
"Every man has a sane spot somewhere" R.L Stevenson
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Comments (8)
Advertising--some of the most creative & obnoxiously damaging stuff you can find.
So good and so much truth! What a line this was: "drying up aqueous humor in your ears blocking out reason with wax" I mean, that was just...so freaking good!
Hooked by the title and never looked back! Great.
You know what, I think these people have overlooked for your story and now completely forgotten about it. Have you deleted and resubmitted? Loved your poem! 🍩🥐
Great title...and a lot of truth. I have given up on the relentless shopping and consuming, but it is hard being home and seeing it all around me. Happy holidays?
YES! I'm sick of worthless stuff.
Oh, this is really good. I like it!
This is fantastic. Swallowed whole, and ask for more.