Short Assembly Line Poems
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we crimp
we stamp
all
bang bang
day
putting parts
to
bang bang
gether
thinking only
of our
bang bang
coffee
break
The smoke trails from my ears
my brain working overtime
absorbing thoughts
producing phrases
an assembly line of words
manufactured, produced and published by me
War
Drawn out from Factories
in Assembly line
as always seen
spanning
all kind and all time
horizons
War
Blueprinted consistently
to win an idea or a space
or anything our fancy
War
Somebody has a right
and the supremacy
to feel bored
why should everybody
feel we are all right
we are intact
When I was 17
I had a great job
Painting
Little
Desert
Flowers
Roses
On
Assembly line
Plates
Friends
On
The
Line
Taught me to pee on my hands
To
Neutralize
The
Poisons
In the glazes
The plates
Would
Land
On small
Cardboard
Palettes
Every
Night
I
Would
Take some of these
Cardboard palettes
When
I
Went
Home
And
Make
Pissed
On
Art
In young Victor Frankensteins' dreams,
he'd create a man by scientific means.
Since those days, we've come so far
in the wake of Frank Junior's shining star.
Senior's ambitious plan to make a mate
didn't really turn out so great.
The bride looked the monster down and up,
hissed, then gagged, and then threw up.
Junior would, this method, greatly refine,
turning out monsters by assembly line.
Hard work in every assembly line
Innovation as thought makes the difference
Judges balance variances in dispose of new substance
As many credits as given yet many needs to repair
What happened on the way and why we are here
Freezing cold and sleepless nights from evolving dreams
Rejoices tender as gather searching in another well being
Swings future fire on the sky rebuild its pieces revolve one us
Quiet on the set, you annoying disrupter
Your carrying on is causing unproductivity
The well oiled machine has lost its lubricant
A clog in the artery of consistsncy, you block blessings
With so many distracted minds, you are not needed
One cannot paint if one cannot focus
Move your self from the assembly line
Disrupt those who yearn to hear your dissonance
For this tune, plays perfectly fine without you
With unmemorable face
and mediocre looks.
No catwalk. A shuffle her pace.
Unlikely to catch,with those plain hooks.
The mirror deceives.
Glass designed to
crack esteem.
The glorified assembly line
product,
the perception of
perfection,
your adversary.
March away from the
corner
towards that door
where destiny waits
to enter.
After all, the meek shall inherit the earth.
Matthew 5:5 "Blessed are the meek, for they shall inherit the earth" - Jesus
Is man but a workhorse
to be slowly ground to death
To slice his limbs to ribbons
on a slaughterhouse machine
To breathe in sewer muck and mire
or hurl on tractor-trailers never-ending tires
To toil in anonymity on a thankless assembly line
or inhale the toxic fumes of an Appalachian coal mine…
Young man, learn a skilled trade or train for a profession
Life does not have to be misery and depression