a growing monument

by Matthew Sharp

it's lonely and despairing
to let your fear drive you off of purpose
a cd skipping into monotony
the seed marinating in its pesticide
the irritation of no free will life
tickles me into revolution
worldwide solution
mass unorganization
to stumble upon commodity
and worship its artificiality
a growing monument
baptized in guilt and shame
disgraced we adhere
for the smallest glimmer of self importance
reduced to slaves
the gears of commerce lost in dismay
betrayed by the smiling faces
serenading you for votes
the people are dim
inside the host of social replication
an ideal handed down for stability
as we put way too much make up on
we paint ourselves into a corner
never to see again.


Author's Note:

Posted on 04/11/2007
Copyright © 2021 Matthew Sharp

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 04/11/07 at 02:46 AM

I love that last two lines. Just a great image to close out of a great piece.

Posted by Alison McKenzie on 04/11/07 at 04:57 AM

This is so full of amazingocity (I just made that word up, a combination of amazing and luminocity). Such intelligent and clever imagery. I love it!!!

Posted by Rhonda Maneki on 04/11/07 at 05:28 AM

Wonderfully done... :)

Posted by Scott Utley on 06/08/11 at 08:30 AM

As I read your words, I passed a joint, cigar, ? back and forth between us down at the huge ancient calvary cometary by the Queens freeway into Manhattan. It just made since. I remembered I wish I knew other men with your soul.

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