Your Subdivision is Over There
I am no farther from you now than I was then,But how the distance shows. What do we have
To say? Go, occupy your other world. Stay
Away from germs and windows. Stay within
Established lines, and neither speak nor hear nor
Know what those who need you for some
Purpose (never yours) forbid. Do be the useful
Thing you've been. You need to shop. Go to
The mall. It's never very scary there. And
Work, your gift for catchy falsehoods being
Much in vogue these days. I do not care where
You will go. Just go, and leave me here to
Ponder all that is forbidden, all the items
No one thought to price, the germs and other
Scary things which fill the world I inhabit,
One so large and sturdy that it has to someday
Strangle yours.
Poetry by Lawrence Beck
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Written on 2010-05-15 at 13:33
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