Tag: poetry by adam donaldson powell
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Who would have thought it?
who would have thought it? who would have thought, that aldous huxley, and the “conspiracy theorists” from the past two decades were correct when they predicted digital dystopia yielding mass surveillance, control and monitoring of all people? who would have thought that cash would one day no longer be “king”, but instead become outlawed and…
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DON’T ASK …
“Art should comfort the disturbed, and disturb the comfortable”. — Cesar A. Cruz DON’T ASK … please don’t ask me how I am; you can’t really expect me to be any different than I was yesterday. we’re all really quite normal – me, myself and I, and in spite of our narcotic state can be…
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Requiem.
REQUIEM. Once fresh air is Now pungent With the odor of Desiccated seashells Picked nearly clean By eloquent predators And the opportunists Who are never Far behind them. Perched swallows Look on with fear And disbelief at Seagulls gliding, then Careening too far Inland, their hysterical Laughter a parody of A sonata appassionata Against a…
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