Monday, February 2, 2009

Neoteric

Neoteric


Neoteric is a space age term for more money syndrome but you will not always have yuppies to buy new toys the powers that be have decided to make Earth into a war zone turning fertile crescent valleys rich in sentiments back into destructive barb wire fences. So many buildings warped on the side to let in elements of ice and snow and rain and things that crawl in the night to bite. Sounds of silent jets streaming missiles flew away so fast no sound is heard the jagged twisted metal come aparts hit the building sides tearing large sofa like holes and leaving some deaths. Because of race or location area or face. What was once a place to stay a kitchenette where people eat the things they find growing in the field perhaps some corn and rice and even beans displays a geometric force and lays wide open for the cormorant and fowl the owl and even wolves to desecrate the places people used to live now military targets. Perhaps this is a waste of time no shame will come to them that drop the bombs and yet the poet writes he cries and weeps the printed page is red with drops of blood from eye forehead and mye right hand the number hard to read again. Eye ran out of printers ink we took our blood added to the water from the sinking houses found in demilitarized zones all torn and shapelessness helpless we become to end the hostilities. Eye have people alive and living on this earth friends eye met when eye was in the Army and away at homeless after. Who has the power to stop this madness find Parliament the President the Beast encased in Armour for eye would kiss a wizard to keep the bombs again from falling in the neoteric spaces where only memories exist of life. Please think of eye and cry. Then stand down again for peace and neoteric.




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