No's

No’s


Talking to themselves in the third person
Detached, separate, 
ominous—a stilted nuance that does want to know  
Abrupt attention spans lashing out as the deadends foreclose
Cutting back on all the backslapping
Having wanted to believe all the
smooth lies and all that crap brings
Devolver minds snapping
Struggling to get out from under makes denial clear
That hate will only listen to fear 
Ground-zero panderers jacked up on anger and lack of reason
Birthers, 
churchers, 
hardrighters, flinching through all the circumspect treasons
 
The angryanxiety fringe
A binge of onthemake bumper-sticker values gone rouge
Corrosive 
these druthers and their blackface esthetic:
the avarice acumen pathetic													
Offish flaws as validation, rage as wisdom
What the No generation has become
			
A reality TV worldview that sees itself through its swindled delusions
Overmedicated, undereducated—the slander ethic
70%-off prosperity 
Nightmare personalities who just don’t get it
Alibiing 
the next impulse—gimme now
Rationalizing the next urge—gimme now
Surging the absurd—gimme now
Going for another denial do or die—gimme now

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