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i am (broken) radio
Radio sits
in bedded bliss broadcasting
broken frequencies and loud static
talkshows pontificating the noonday air
"Fuzzy foggy fools give good felatio fearing
good God's fiery fury. Death and laughter
ensue." Radio antenna stuck and
rusts Time slowly away in
ghost Grey
fences and locked lethargic
lairs where consciousness atrophies
along a line of long listless face downs
moan "Meaningless morbid marriages cry crazily
more misanthropic messages." It is a good
day to die but a better one to
live another microsecond
of Infinity
Isn't it weird how many radio personalities use fuzzy logic and obtuse reasoning to arrive to their conclusions, broadcasting at us, hoping to snare a few of us in their webs? If one nanoangstrom of Truth ever hit them full on, it would react with them as matter hitting antimatter . . . except that Truth would remain unchanged.
Yeah, it's a good day to die. Or, is it?
intresting is the only word that comes to mind. well written but interesting.