Poetry from Nova Martin – America's favorite transwoman feminist lesbian druidess poet
The commodity-discriminate-hospital
on purpose a backing of the
commodity-segregate-economic-system.
A champion, a prized artifice of war,
the ruler-commodity-hierarchal
of the only-thing-holy
commodity-segregate-system.
The commodity-sad-emotions and
commodity-bored&tired-spending
keep you in check,
not thinking outside of your
commodity-place-where-they-need-to-be-kept-those-people.
Poetry by W.T. tuqMairtin
from:
Antipoémus (poetry book)
They’re getting married.
They’re doing something that’s never done.
They’re having children.
They’re approaching pinnacles of life.
They’re buying batteries.
They’re doing what anyone can do.
They’re doing nothing.
They’re fixing food in the microwave.
They have a job.
They’re alone.
They’re sometimes cowards.
They impress management.
It’s not their fault.
They’re doing nothing.
– Poetry by W.T. tuqMairtin
from:
Antipoémus (poetry book)
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