three (poems to be read upside down to each other:
shit company media forum driving leading conversation
(hoarder )
every body
at the party
was stealing
my ideas
there were some famous
artists there , i had to put a
sign up saying
join my clique this
was before the tele phony
net now
it's all flickering screens, pic
tures of lunches i will never
eat; all my true images
are hidden in shame now, in
a pile of
empties , away from pry ing
eyes and thieving fingers full of pens and brushes.
some people think it's sick
not wanting to share a glass is
not a disorder ,i don't want
whatever your oral is in mine,
any time
you can kiss the mirror
i'm content to go thirsty
hunting:
why don't we hunt with
anaesthetic
darts?when the
alien over lords
consume my flesh , i'd
sure like to be
unconscious
what you thought then
the fire spread through the seedlings
it reached their hearts, they cried
we shall never stand as forest
trees, let us remain forever
green and yielding , better
a barren plain then
loss of freedom
©Peter A. Greene 2015
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