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Obsidian Eagle's

Blasphemous Bazaar


META-Poems For A New Millennium

<br>META-Poems For A New Millennium<br><br>

The Flagship of Anti-Poetry — est. 2010 (Author Central)





Found Poetry: Notes To Self At Work

Notes To Self At Work


The trick is to appear to be occupied
no matter how little there is actually to do.
Mind-numbing tasks lend themselves well to auto-pilot
but there are those times when one has to idle
while simultaneously seeming busy ...

Slacking really is harder as some say;
it's what most companies deserve for how little they pay.
The Peter Principle runs rampant, one or another way.


So let's play at work
Let's work at play
Such arts are lost
This age and day

Don't dither-dabble
Nor trail the rabble
Cut cork and cost
Scribble with scrabble

Rude ranting riddle
Brooks down our middle
Pick up a fiddle
It's time to diddle!


Seriously though, true human esprit requires much more than these material means.
Adversity plus dire risk
have ever been drivers of fulfillment, success, and victory.

Blood simmers due to circumstance yet was ignited through passion.
Soul seethes when body bites its own tongue.
A fiery bird would sooner rise ashen.
Only the lost follow after another's fashion.



Ending Senryu:


An anthill swarming
With manic activity;
Looking glass glistens.

Box factory blues
Methodical madness rules;
Bosses be wanton.

Corporate hive buzz
Until close of business day.
Money makes people!


Decadence Throughout The Decades

Decadence Throughout The Decades


Today's trendoid douche bags regard the 80's and 90's as the epitome of COOL.

Back then teens took their inspiration from the 60's and 70's.
So it must go indefinitely in retrograde;
each generation admiring the best of what came before
while simultaneously rejecting tacky tradition and rebelling
against any oppressive state of affairs.

Thus we find ourselves reliving similar dramas
or reiterating those same likely stories
as our lamentably predictable predecessors
(at least insofar as hindsight reveals them).
Still we are unsure of how what's coming will differ.

A pattern appears to crystallize when eyes lay upon it ...
Minute men worn by many years resist its advent:
Hegemony leading us into the limbo of Homogeny!
Yet within that oneness of identity conflict will persist,
being an inborn trait of Dasein's fragmentation.

Upstarts rail at tried and true technique
old timers reminisce over some bygone golden era.
Monomaniacs critique but constantly rehash devilish details.
Everybody dwells on what formative memories have dictated.
Who would even notice the handbasket reaching hell?

Tomorrow's misanthropes already read this as a perennial quintessence!

Image: Kali (goddess of death and destruction) projected onto the Empire State Building by digital artist Android Jones. Many Hindus view the present as Kali Yuga; the iron age of decay.

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