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no regime change
by David Hillstarch stiff collar
rubs him razor red
so daddy says go
and no one says no.
disquiet deep in a blue barrel month
cocooned in a quilt in my darkened den.
little brown men
aren't you utterly awed?
by your god's sky
full of our Smart Bombs!
gray-green blasts splash the shadows
in shades of absurdity, geraldo in khaki
blurs the line on reality.
resigned, i click the remote.
of my generation,
our brightest and best,
the same as the rest.
05/17/2006 Author's Note: bless the weary cynic
Posted on 05/17/2006
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