America
America, oh America:
land of the fat in the home of the free
or what so called incarcerated peoples call freedom.
Americans,
they leap
from bed
to food
to car
to work
to bed,
moving slowly on motorized scooters.
they build their lives around temporary electronic effigies,
only so everything can be analyzed in detail or perish completely into dust.
but what does a true American know of dust,
pushed and cleaned away just like botox on the face.
the land of the perpetually young and dumb,
a sacred haven of the mental escapee
and millions of overweight television tethered
voters.
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