… And Jaundice For All
by Parker Weston
Gradual recreational suicide on this molding meat host
for consuming, destructive and devolved parasitic primates
living in hives like us is predictable behavior and appearances.
Stagnant elimination of identity is the key
to occasional elections of new demigods,
promising fantasies through taught fear.
My crash-course rape on layaway is for hypocritical abstractions
made for intellectually devoid emotions’ motivation on a mass scale
just as much for distant observation without diluting inbred purity.
We like to do our part and give back
through vain selflessness of boastful egos,
that is when we’re not too busy appreciating
the wiping of asses on canvas and
distracting competitions for vicarious idols
on the programmed mirror for a sheltered, substituted reality.
I wish the thinning of the herd to make peace
would stop just long enough so I didn’t miss
my favorite canned parodies of mock domestic bliss.
Too bad I have to go to Propaganda Control and Thought Guidance so much.
That’s gradual, recreational suicide on this molding meat host though I guess.
Don’t forget to wear a pleasing, contorted facial spasm
as an ambiguous sign of mental health!