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Confessions of a synical boy at age 19
Screen flickers
a flock
of seagulls pass
over garage rooftops
giant and medium-sized automobiles
strike still poses
dead forty-something times from
carbon monoxide poisoning
and their chamber: noiseless roomscapes
never driven
only driven to near extinction
by icy roads,
calm winds,
maniacal passengers rocking heads to Duke Ellington.
In the drop of a nickel
steel plated parts detach and retract
and school subjects enter and exit youthful minds.
The entire situation causes us to
remain
unchanged
we read for decades until death.
Fast food enters slow thoughts.
Fast roads lead to a slow demise.
