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Selfies Stick

The iCloud is not white and pure.
A monster to the Earth it be.
The memories it keeps in store
consume resources greedily.

Individual mentality
justifies the killing spree.
Every man for himself does leave
the ancestors behind to grieve.

That is our country ’tis of thee;
upon a blood foundation rests.
Spralling manifest destiny
corrupts the feeling intellect.

The mind in service to the heart,
compassion will salvation bring.
That kinder freedom from the start
frees us from un-necessating.

Our money states: In God We Trust
blinded to what’s in front of us.
Moral expense to become wealthy.
Killing the Earth to save our selfies.

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The Museum

Dedicated to all the artists

I wandered tombs of tomes from whence
hidden beneath the sacred site
did unsolved riddles’ sweet pretense
encase the mighty dynamite.

Escher could draw the puzzling
of steps and fish and belvedere
without the greasy sentiment
of painters with an obvious flare.
(He saw deeply inside the square
and took you there,
then took you THERE).

Schiele’s heart doth the darkness seek
for paradigms inside the face
mysterious and murkily
the beauty of the future’s taste.
His is the grace of master’s hand
delights in pigments of the blood.
He touched the wings of sacred sand
enfolded in the ancient shroud.


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