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Journal: 2010 Winter

by Cody Duncan

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Little boy is looking at this mother on the screen The picture whispers words of love from the heart of the machine Pixelated diamonds shining in her eyes say Mother will be there for you, boy, mother never dies She's gonna tell you that you are okay That you will be fine That you will never lose her Until you forget to look behind Tired man is looking at his father in the sky Through the trees he hears the breeze say, "I will never die." Pushing through the silence is the echo of the voice, it says, "Marching legs or hands and knees, you never have a choice, Tell yourself that you will be okay That you are not alone That you can keep on pushing without me When you learn to love the stone."
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I found the words inside a fortune cookie It said the prophet must be playing hookie A scripture written on a scrap of paper The size of the message is not defined by shape or I'm kidding myself or I never had a fortune anyways I tried to save some time by putting it in a jar but it must have fallen out before I got too far or maybe I'm wasting time
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I can't imagine all the time I wasted trying to taste a little of the spice of life In my time sipping on bad wine thinking that it tastes fine for the price Found myself dreaming of the screen and it was screaming at me saying that my clothes ain't right From my chair pretending that I care, wishing I was out there in the light Among the clouds of smoke a promise broken to our shining mother earth Pay us to sit in cages slave for wages telling us what every day of ours is worth I can remember days when I would say that everything was going to be just fine the gray days calculating week's pay wondering what I will say at the end of the line We file papers about papers for the machine building machines to continue our crime That beige hell, is it ringing a bell? I suppose we may as well show up on time Among the clouds of smoke a promise broken to our shining mother earth Pay us to sit in cages slave for wages telling us what every day of ours is worth

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released March 20, 2010

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