A penny for a thought, but I charge interest

A penny for a thought, but I charge interest

A Poem by Mpotavin

The podium is silent.
"Is this thing on?"
murmurs and cameras
flashes. amid
a mass of yellow eyes,
hungry and staring.
 
"Now I know that you all
are looking for something
juicy, bloody and raw
and I am sorry to disappoint, but
barring a few minor glitches
everything is ok."
 
A few slink out the back
their noses scenting the air.
 
"I would like to just say
that every word comes from the teleprompter
so it must be true.
Next card please.
Don't worry, be happy,
relax
take off you're shoes,
everything's wonderful.
 
Let me say
exactly what I was told
to tell the president,
"The automation bosses
have it all under control,
and they know what they are doing."
Go back to your silos of sugar
bombardment
play away
stay sane
we’ll find someone to blame.

Ice cream minions
no really
they have sharp teeth.
I just need
ice from the mountains
and fruit.

I digress.”

Even the dogs start to turn away
who so many called wolves.

“Wait this is important.”

Ripples in the pond.
 

© 2008 Mpotavin


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Added on February 10, 2008
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Mpotavin
Mpotavin

Phoenix, AZ



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I have stood before cameras and stage. Smiled or just screamed in rage. I have feasted and gorged, fasted and purged my soul balanced between darkness and light. I have held a man as he died, whispere.. more..

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