Material Sacrifice
Looking like a corporate entity covered in innocent blood
Nothing new to report no Sunday dress for the Sun
Just a sporting event for shilling media
A little tear in the tent of massive agenda getting larger
Perhaps a small rebate or so to pacify the beast on a leash
Only just, an illusion to create to establish what is there
A biscuit to cut into so many pieces, a shabby room to spare
Oh let it go, far away is so close Now is all about it
What is space to steal it is nothing but a way to pretend and nod
Looking like a corporate entity covered in innocent blood
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2025-02-27 at 15:06



