Organized Chaos
polydactyl fractals
and digital manipulation
like "fat fingers"
pushing "astroturf" clods
and "usefull idiots" onto the street
into the traffic
goose stepping in lockstep
against what they're for
unaware
their prophets decrying profits
(historically elite)
the politburo oligarchy
with power
from the barrel of a gun
and needing Adam Smith
to eat
but oh well
what's a few hundred million
citizens
between fiends?
Copyright © Sean Cosslett Moore | Year Posted 2011
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