dr_con Posted April 5 Share Posted April 5 Waiting for Paradise Con/Jur/d, 4/5/2024 Spring is heavy today a dusting of snow we’ll mow the lawn later The birds are calling in dreams of sex drugs, rock & roll, with a smattering of punk techno, psytrance, goa, triphop, jazz and elevator music We argue with the city about physics what constitutes a slope, which direction water flows and who’s responsible for the early buds and where the leaves of Fall, fall down down down How can this be true? Children are murdered without consequence our neighbors believe in outsourcing their pain to a returning messiah, coming back, any day now, foaming with bibliomancy, powered by fumes a dream of astroturf and plastic flowers blooming ALL SEASON ALL INCLUSIVE ALL YOU CAN EAT ALL WE CAN DRINK ENDLESSLY-- ENTERTAINING--DESIRE--WITHOUT--CONSEQUENCE hanging out forever, with the same people who made you this way Watching snowflakes swirl above the greened grass listening to a low flying plane uneasy with what it portends Trying to remember paradise is HERE NOW or never. Quote thegateless.org Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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