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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required If I were to swagger off the streets Some gangster as I perched the skulduggery Of my litany in glitter and smoke An ageless vandalism to linger unknown While I sneer from the lounging corner of your TV Would you recognise me Though I slide sheathed in the flags and banners Barking and whining with the malaise dogs of freedom Still with the coils of bright subliminal stars With the cool smoothing glass of my poison Throttle every whisper in the eyes of your children Would you know me Should I sink in bitter teeth this Nospheratu gift A mechanical mayhem of guts and blood In impassioned exaltation choke the anthems of liberty Should I scream dank from the cellar Beneath the rubble litter of such celebrated and hollow victory Would you hear me When I dally in the mall smile Muzak ghost of neon And peddle from every crisp clean rotting shelf of starvation By coat-hanger noose dangled so footloose Breathes it’s monoxide pull into your lungs Better for the fashion this fashionable becomes Do you recognise me now As I secretive polished in slick glide reflective coercion In the vaunted line of the halls of my fathers Where this iniquitous trail of fiddling crumbs Lay their poor morsel under the boot of my banquet table I dine on metal and speak with weapons And faceless electronic the vendetta of surveillance And twisted media to quell every utterance I hide this honed blade skulking behind you Chill grip to the spine in bright sunshine I haunt you You ….. photographed Are ….. stamped, filed Mine ….. and numbered
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