By: [
Mister Saint]
Genre/Style: Free Verse Prose Poem
Mod's Comment:
This is a social statement including what many people feel but what doesn't get
said except on the internet because materialistic old goons who think
they've seen enough people to write about but really only see
their own crowd are dominating the media,
And it's written Ginsberg style, which looks rambly, but one soon finds it
is easy to read and refreshingly offensive, not the offensive of thirteen-
year-olds trying to sound cool by being racist on gaming servers or
college students not growing out of swearing, but offensive the way that
people need it nowadays because everybody's yelling so loud that the only
person who's audible is the person who yells the loudest:
.... in
pot smoke and fire water we choked
out what might have been brilliance,
where in the deepest blackest liquid oil
jungles we cracked our children's teeth
on bullets bombs and blood....
I know what I'm talking about, you know. I'm twenty-one years old.
WARNING: MATURE CONTENT
Read it at
79.Poetry.Ginsbergism 2008
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