Contempt
brothers and sisters
you have witnessed
the birth of
static hiss on the radio
antenna turned heavenward heralding
the whistle of missiles,
aquarius aliens,
second comings for tinfoil tinpots-
the futurist body made manifesto
foretells your fortune:
your colors are silver, black and red.
rippling:
the flag
the body
the asphalt heat
the city of you paved over,
concrete form-brut:
the buzzing of flies,
the rising
pitch of fear. the inside of your ear contracts.
i'd spit on you if i could spare the moisture.
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