2013

2013


I don’t remember any one moment or act that brought myself
and my friends to this moment….maybe it was the night we had
dinner at  Aunt Elaine’s house….she had boiled water for the pasta in
 tainted water because she had refused to update her data-chip implant,
and her filtered water had been cut off….anyway, everyone was sick
 for days…..lesson all of us present heeded…. things we wanted to do like
 before seemed out of reach….what with the twice-daily voice-response
activated check-ins…. and the ID line-up queue for food rations…. a guy
couldn’t just up and go fishin’ for the day….or go hiking in the woods,
at the drop of a hat….rumors flew like the wind of people I knew who
escaped to the northwoods, never to be heard from again….. some people
heard of folks arrested and taken to detention facilities….no one knew
 where….everyone feared needing any acute medical care…. whether you
returned cured…. or returned at all…. was anybodys guess…. I just wanted 
to go fishin’…..

                                                                just wanted

                                                                                to go

                                                                                       fishin’ 


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Dietrich Avatar
December 28, 2010 at 2:28 PM
A scary vision of the future. Sounds like you read one of those "revelations" a friend of mine forwarded to me of times to come. Scared me to death ,that dang thing. I will finish here today with your wise and eloquent poetry. Luv, Andrea
Guzzi Avatar
December 15, 2010 at 5:26 PM
wow very scary and hope you are NOT hitting the mark, why are you so scaried?? BIGHUGS!!! Mega BIG LIGHT LIGHT & Love (You can always come with me in 2012 to Macchu Piccu?)
Milgate Avatar
November 28, 2010 at 10:42 AM
Hoping it won't happen, but think it may if human delusions continue about environment. Like reading an Otavia Butler sci-fi novel in a poem. A very innovative idea and well done.
Haick Avatar
November 26, 2010 at 5:27 PM
Great write James. Seriously hope this never happens for real.. Frightenening to say the least when all you want is to go fishing ..a little peace! Love, Audrey
Kendrick Avatar
November 26, 2010 at 3:36 PM
Scary thoughts that you have penned about the future..Sara
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