stream of consciousness June third
hi
how’s late stage capitalism going
how’s the world burning going
how どう どう どうううleful dollars, dolors on the sands of time
какed up rhymes do little more than shake wounds on salted seas of blood of
howwwwling heft, war crimes, pain and wage theft
como como como, come on, i eat what cuts of flesh big business feed us, foddered plastic forks and violent greengrassed golf courses
but my mom thinks it’s her fault the paper straws come in petroleum based bags?
how come?
好 好 (owww)
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It is always a treat to read your work, year after year. The voice, and the questions it’s asking, are on point in this one!
thank you so much!!
I love the use of wordplay and sound in this piece, especially “dollars, dolors on the sands of time”