shopping mall twitchchch

My Countrymen’s escalators embarrass me . In shiny glassy shopping malls where you catch your reflection everywhere . These are the new cathedrals, . sheathed in tons of glass . Pass me the capitalist collection basket . so I can hand you some of my . well worn wallet plastic Everything ersatz shimmers, everything shines . Sale signs pervade you with nine ninety nines “does the buckle match the belt . or the belt match the tie?” --these are the conversations of the passersby . ...Don’t stare, honey, don’t look . It’s just some madman scribbledverse crook . I twitch, smile for the public eye . I watch some uptight business-likes walking by One, Drags his left foot . But the woman, Her, you couldn’t deny . she hid hips, hid thighs . in her nun-like business attire -though She put the 'sin’ in the word, . It was easier to lie No, she put One Foot In Front Of The Other . One . Foot . In . Front . Of . The . Other . Until she walked out the [my] door….> > i wrote a couple of lines yesterday// when a couple > of > my 'friends ' '' ''drug me to the local shopping > mall. > ahem..(yes, clear your throat, it's better > read > aloud) > > > {{{i don't think it's that great; i just scribbled > it > yesterday on a bench.. outside one of those > hip-young-trendy-GADZOOKeys likes places of business.. =/ i couldn bring me > to > go in.. > and see my fellow mass produced screen printed > youths spending to their :hearts' content/ > Written January 1st, 2002 © on Jan 01 2002 01:49 PM PST   10 • 0 • 1