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Acidic Finger-lickin' Malaise

by Odin odin@aflx.com — Read all 3,869 poems by Odin odin@aflx.com

A prosetry exploration: Does today's superhighway of information report or promote the precipitous cliffs of folly… those stacked layers of seductive-thick delusions?

Wednesday, September 18, 2024


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Acidic Finger-Lickin’ Malaise

 

 

From where does such icing come?

 

Paths of growth,

molecule by molecule,

osmosis bringing some,

birth bringing many.

 

All perform their purpose,

through the leaf,

the berry,

the evolved creature,

man.

 

 Yet unknown to most,

forces concealed

by nature,

by technology,

by deceit,

tempt the dangerous walk

upon ice too thin to trust.

 

 Nature warns us

of technology but implores us,

all while gluttony takes aim,

ignoring any and all boundary.

 

 Like a flame unquenched,

envy and desire find oxygen

amidst our unbridled drive.

 

 Once love's caress,

now but duplicitous habit,

learned fear feasting upon the screams

contained within.

 

If I can't have it,

you can't either.

 

Grown-up children trapped

by fantasy-imbued expectations,

find clothes,

nips,

tucks,

lifts,

implants,

Botoxification,

and lest we forget,

Platinum cards,

All frostings.

 

 Yet distinct from unlimited plastic

or yellow reds and blues in a bottle,

the attendant poisonous infliction on one's mind

remains as an open wound

where malice hides,

waits,

gently revs its over-sweet engine,

then creeps until

while sentience sleeps

and vulnerability lies naked,

hidden opportunity leaps.

 

 

Sugary coverings all

to satiate visceral appetites,

regardless of cost.

 

 And if reality’s lure takes its time,

there's always the awaiting tabloids

for lathering acidulous frosting to feed upon.

 

How tempting

their four-color purpose,

promoting life’s predatory peepshows,

glorifying weaknesses and mistakes,

venality in disguise,

awaiting the pathetic of our species,

especially at check-out stands,

that place where reading takes place,

unfortunately the only reading for many,

filling minds with more and more toxins.

 

And yet...

 

 Some of us choose to believe

breath remains in abundance,

to think,

to discern,

to do,

to be something beyond this acidic finger-lickin’ malaise,

something akin to the beginning

when life was Nature's innocent gift,

when a baby's need was to rejoice,

not regret.

 

 Oh, the weight of layered

Acidulous Icing.



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