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Saturday, 18 March 2023

antipoem

I woke up
the sleeping bag
was a bottomless red stomach
the ceiling is like the sky
the bulb is a frozen light
I rescued a spider from the sink
it almost fell into that white hole
dripping shower
drops would try to fall to the centre of the planet
but the bathtub stops them
my body behaves similarly
the ground holds me up
the planet is the same
its orbit prevents its fall into Sun
the gravity works
so I do not dream
confused thinks
last two weeks in this city
all human settlements are similar
places to move between places to live
this is the age of Mendaciumic
its prior value is a lie
it has many different names
business, marketing, social media and so on
I made a black tee with stevia and cashew milk
deep noise in the background
it might be the fridge
I am typing and searching 
the Internet is the best tool for spreading a lie
all past dictators would have been happy if they had a similar tool
but they did not have, so they had to use more violence
now? lie and lie and disturb the truth and relativize
and violence.
most of the businesses we are proud of
is just a simple lie producing
of course, they do not call it a lie because it is a lie
Who does it care?
I am reading science publications
some of them are ridiculous
scientists do not dare to write and publish too negative things
so they try to use friendlier words
and add extra layers of positivity to their publications
because if they do not, they might be ignored.
the planet is rotten and boil
and they still try to publish positive things
they usually add to the end of their publications something like this
"we can revert global warming until 2030, 2040, 2050 if we..."
this is a lie
and it is normal
we do not call it to lie
we say that
"the art of effective or convincing speaking or writing"
I would need one more coffee.
my thoughts make me sad
I need to
use a bit of lie, and that makes me happier
poems should be happy
everyone should smile
and try to be happy
happy and positive and proud and confident
if you think this is ridiculous
yes
I do not care
you do not care
who cares
I lied


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