don't talk to me about your beauty
I have seen flaming cardinals sitting
tall in stark white snow, norway maples have
genuflected to show me their golden crowns
your values are too warped for me
your fans wobble on overheated bent shafts
whose bearings needed a grease job
a hundred thousand years ago
don't preach me another sermon
"bout market scripture sensibility
don't tax my imagination with your
regurgitated mumbo jumbo in hi-def
don't parade out yet another fucking genius
to calm me down, I already know what matters
I have seen it all in the children's smiles
I have seen it all in the children's tears
(anal)ysis
(anal)ysis
the death of empathy is the birth of barbarism
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