Corporatasmagoria
what has capital given us? rubber Cahokians
stood up behind glass like scarecrows when
you walk through the museum it looks back
at you two people traumatized into being
neocorporate wunderkinds shell shocked into
playing the game smoothed down the 90s rage
and wiped off the ran eyeliner to figure out
their valuations and get revenge the long way
- the water spirits burst the pipes and
you have to evacuate the museum.
Copyright © Sydney Morrison | Year Posted 2023
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