Picking Bones.

Picking Bones.

A Poem by Brett Moore

It's expected, says the data. 

 

That corporate pocket watch plays catchy jingles

to all these smug, commercialized independents.


Idling, self absorbing, cyclical, pointless.


Happiness is provided for you 

in 30 plus miles to the gallon

of an absolutely finite resource.


Pero a quien le importa?


MTV launched a new series called, 

“OMG, LIKE, BABIES, OR WHATEVER!!"

and we all LOL (lose our lives) watching it.

My generation is like, so ratchet.

I mean FML, right?


My generation is sexting, fist pumping and laziness

with a spray tan and matching middle finger attitude.


We raise our children with empty values

and fret over them with digital eyes, 

too preoccupied for proximity.

 

My brothers and sisters can see 

Paris fashion in real time,

and never leave the living room.

We are experts of places and objects 

we have never seen or held.

Wikipedia's graduating class 

of .com scholars.

 

My generation is enslaved

to loans and collections.


Credit. Debit. Credit. Debit.


We are the b*****d children 

of loopholes and unpaid taxes 

and fat government handouts.

 

I can receive compensation 

for filling out a job application.

I can bite the hand that feeds me

...apathetically.

I can sue the coffee maker 

for selling me addiction.


I could get rich for not trying.

However, my generation 

prefers the viciously vicarious.

 

We are better entertained by it.


© 2016 Brett Moore



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Love this sassy bit of satire, truth and moxy all rolled up in one clear shot to the head. I applaud you...

My generation is sexting, fist pumping and laziness
with a spray tan and matching middle finger attitude.

joisey shore much? ha....whatever FML, right? ;-)

Going in my favorites....

Posted 3 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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There are always those in each generation who have the foresight and the nous to view the zeitgeist of their peers and see how it is contributing to the idiocracy that is coming upon us.
They were called heralds I think in days gone by.
This is the writing os such a herald Brett.
Top notch my friend.
:)

Posted 10 Months Ago


I enjoyed this very much. Your work is exceptional and interesting. I read several of your pieces (the other being "Perfection") and I am impressed with your talent as a poet. I enjoy free verse but seldom write any. My mind thinks in rhyme and so I write a great deal of it. I feel like rhyme is a much maligned art form and unjustly so. It's bad rhyme that is the great evil in my opinion. This has great flow and stream of thought with a proper ending. But don't be too hard on your generation...leave us all some hope. I think as long as there are poets to hold up a mirror of satire instead of taking a "selfie" we might be okay.

Posted 3 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Some people have always thought the world might be falling apart and looking at the terrible things that have happened throughout history they might have a point but somehow things including good things manage to keep their heads above water to survive into another phase, where no doubt there'll be some saying everything is crumbling terribly.

Posted 3 Years Ago


Love this sassy bit of satire, truth and moxy all rolled up in one clear shot to the head. I applaud you...

My generation is sexting, fist pumping and laziness
with a spray tan and matching middle finger attitude.

joisey shore much? ha....whatever FML, right? ;-)

Going in my favorites....

Posted 3 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Ah a poem to the decline of going outside and living life. It seems turmoil is rapidly applying for citizenship. Not sure the spanish line should be there though, *I failed spanish* Lol As for tone and flow, it got a touch of Bukowskism to it aka realism in observations. Well done I say.

Posted 3 Years Ago



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