Thursday, April 8, 2010

Myth of the Meritocracy (rough draft)

Lightning in a flash switches back and forth
across the maddened sky:
bright golds and pale silvers
cutting molecules in half and you can count the seconds.
1...2...3 crack! boom!
Storm moving fast in a whirlwind of churned up clouds
dark masses floating in the glow of an ethereal airs:
not by native supply but by the haphazard human rebellion,
that we must stuff our stomachs grow the belly's bulge.
Fat now made famous consumption
renders supposed evidence of our own superior ways
our own will to fight
in this myth of meritocracy.

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