GENERATION MEAN AND CLOSE TO MADNESS

    the hard bullies of soft sanity
 wear histories warnings 
  like a brand 
    on a tshirt
 in the dress-down-century

 bornhereism is the skinny jeans
   of the finished generation
        sulking
     sad 
  empty and wronged
    thinking they had no great war of their own

  shameless idiocratic wannabe generals
      flying a white pig flag
  selling out of date hate
   and cliched textbook division
       to the floppy fringed chadults
   the ceos let down

 i say dont fret 
to the double-0 technology kids
   soon the pale boors  
         will
            be
        dead
    and you can paint a fresh coat of mad
 on eternal corporate ruins


~

  i am the closest to going mad
i been 
 since the nights of the eternal gins
    and the dawns of van halen
     and those
        Moments  Of  Clarity  
           afterwards
when i lay spaced and stretched
 in  a 6 AM heaven of manufactured peace
  the bird chorus singing
 'love me on a stick'
   they did  i swear   

    mad today like a man 
 in a weird dystopian b movie

    flawed and faulty but obviously an angel analogy 

     frantically collecting  
mechanical items  
  from the recent past

   and oh so british too

      panicking politely 
      in
   a 
 formal newspaper breakfast
    silence

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