Tuesday, March 4, 2014

Splued.

A poem written and published on 11/06/2005 in alt.cyberpunk.chatsubo. It was intended to be a fast "spoken word" track over electronic-techno-metal music. It was topical for my  life at work during this time period as it pretty much described what my corporate masters were doing to me at the time.

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Splued.


Splued.

what is won't last.

no time to ask.
or complete the task.

We are splued 
by our past

the cycle will, turn.
the future will, burn.
the heart will, yearn.
but no one will, learn.

what will be won't last

no utopia will come.
we're all too dumb.

we are splude.
by our past.

Too blind to be.
Too deaf to see.
Too lost to flee.
Too cool. to me.

what will be.
won't last.

you may think you got it made.
you're so smart to the game that's played.
but you don't see what's coming fast.
you are splued by your past.

what is won't last.

no time,
to ask.
or complete,
the task.

you are splued by your past.


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splued: verb, a state of being spewed-splattered-glued-screwed.

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