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Big Brother

Domestic spying
striking similarities
1984

Copyright © Chris Patton | Year Posted 2006



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Chaos

Utter chaos
yet so calm
shaky palm
thought lost.

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Words

Communication
global verbalization
peace domination

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Capitalism

Where has it all gone
democracy morph withheld 
capitalism

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The Yeti

Today I flew over the mountains,
and came upon a lake;
I came upon a yeti,
he said his name was Jake.
He looked like he was scared,
like he had seen a ghost,
he told me he was sad, 
for he was feared by most.
He was a gentle creature,
and never one to boast.
Poor Jake was just a yeti,
stuck up on his post.
I told him that I’d feared him,
but he was one cool guy;
he suddenly got real happy, 
and jumped up in the sky. 
There is something grand about
knowing you are not alone,
and having learned my lesson,
I flew on back to home.

Copyright © Chris Patton | Year Posted 2007



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Chivalry

From the Mario’s
to the computer systems
chivalry is dead

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Absence of Light

Dark shades of winter
stark landscape barren wood
spring-time gather light

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Design

Allow time
to let thoughts unwind
inside your mind
in design.

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Rose

From the hand of time
a rose petal falls unjust
wherefore, ugly thorn?

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I Will Survive.

I sprain my ankle alot
doing things my ankle can't handle,
obviously.
My fondue is simmered by the pain; the flame of new.
Makes me feel alive,
and a bit horny too.
I will survive.

Copyright © Chris Patton | Year Posted 2008

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