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A Poem by Saint No-One

I am a product,

Yes, A product.

Pretty, color, gloss packaging.

 

Swish and swagger,

Special review pressing,

Signed, sealed,

Pay-no-more-than-five-dollars stamp

On my cover.

 

I am re-sealed,

Recycled,

Corrugated cool,

 

A synthesis of style

And sensibilities not my own.

A myopic muddle of metaphors,

Meticulously swindled.

 

I am television reruns.

Jokes you've heard before.

Hang me on the neon cross of your idols,

Crucify me before your media gods.

 

Run me through an electro-encephalogram,

Simply to read a mile long reference sheet.

 

I am your four-chord repetition.

I am your legion of rabid, screaming,

Fifteen year old, stalker fans.

 

I am your lyrical vomit.

I am a prophet.

Of prophesy, prophesied before.

 

I am a product.

My packaging is bright, and neon and clean.

 

I am a product.

I am soul-less.

I am your American Dream.


© 2013 Saint No-One



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This was beautiful. The words are still flowing through my mind.

Posted 4 Years Ago


Well done. There are good examples of consumerism throughout which make it interesting. You have a good style.

Posted 4 Years Ago



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Added on August 18, 2013
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Tags: product, comecialism, consumerism, america, capitalist

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Saint No-One
Saint No-One

Madera, CA



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