The Million Dollar Poetry Project

scribble scrabble

by Wolfgang Nibori

young hardbodies glint in summer sunshine
busy scrambling from park to park
then hiding down in secret cracks when the big ones thunder over
curious and new to everything, starving to learn our tricks
cautious to avoid mistakes that crush the lesser learned
growing stronger, flying longer and increasing home range
as all the newly hatched do, these insects plan to reproduce

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please recycle

by Wolfgang Nibori

harlequin, the danger sign, specific in its menace
formed from sharp divisions, jagged hatred lines
spreading apart worlds otherwise to overlap
drawing tight the noose around encrusted necks
stringing up each generation, left to swing, to hang
causing questions to transform into debates
rising red against blank space, yet voices peppered
ringing out, to knock the two tone giant down
cut it up to jigsaw make, different versions, same old shape

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check your baggage before we depart

by Wolfgang Nibori

consider this my ode to diversity, pretend it’s needed
with so many strains of ethnicity sewn into our global sheath
endless schemes of mindset, identity, characterization
selling each by the bagful at the intellectual check-out stand
cross-pollinating metropolis brimming, swimming in living variables
all of us adding a new stripe to our ever expanding rainbow
at what point do we drop diversity as a concept
so we may see individuals rather than lumps of similarity?
i look forward to that future dawn of prime wisdom rising
allowing us to see more than shadows and shapes, to see the unique
that even the twins among us never can be complete clones
that clones, in the end, remain utopian impossibilities

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McPeople

by Wolfgang Nibori

broken simulations of the human mind we’ve come to call systems
creating a mass logic by which we organize ourselves
into scams of alleged order that a properly motivated theif
flicks open quicker than a simple lock picked by expertise
crafting endless variants of hierarchal irrelevance
following like stunned cows down the chute to slaughter
each of us ending up between buns hiding under pickles

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little pig, little pig

by Wolfgang Nibori

transistor tested hourly, marks upon my circuitry
flicker, flicker electric widget stamper
balled you up, tossed in the filthy hamper
snap your fingers, roaches come a’running
should i not make light of poverty?
it seems a joke could ease the pressure
of a blank account that’s choking me
yet it just goes on and on and on
try to drag me down to wring me out
even lightning quick can’t happen quick enough
in the woodpecker spirit of things, i keep knocking
on fortune’s door until i thought it over
decide it’s time to plant c-4

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bare minimum

by Wolfgang Nibori

congratulations. yet another nail pounded into
the house that straw promises pride themselves on
a place even big bag Wolf wouldn’t bother blowing over
know why that is? it’s so obvious it’d be cheating
every time you turn around prices rise as incomes dive

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horse tied

by Wolfgang Nibori

cars, a national obsession, automotive locomotion
drinking petro cocktails daily, burning ancient sludge
kia, scion, hyundai - making grand water promises
junk cars lined up ugly, disemboweled melted down
cars for kids at Wal-Mart, do we need children driving ’round?
i often wonder to myself how quiet the world would be
without the constant roaring sound of the automotive industry
not that i’d rewind the age, not that i’d go back
cause i’m wagering it’d be unpleasant
to smell a million horses drop a batch

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medicine, medicine, medicine

by Wolfgang Nibori

dog medicine, sleep medicine, depression medicine
allergy medicine, migraine medicine, allergy medicine
a chemical cure to battle what ails you
a chemical bomb to explode within yourself
elements recombined as the alchemy of old
medicine, medicine, making up your mind
building seratonin trails, stringing neural trails
leaves me wondering if we’ll get a whole new set of ills

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Air Squared (System of Invisibles)

by Wolfgang Nibori

welcome to the land of the Free Credit Report
infernal financial jungle where credit scores = credit scars
your line of credit becomes your identity
with that identity comes a shiny new risk: identity theft
your cheating neighbors take mortgage refinancing to skyscraper levels
they gut your numerals, play at being you, create a database doppleganger
yanking away your integrity, bruising your chance at home equity loans
since they’ve become you, too, squeezing your ability to borrow
until it’s wrung dry, worthless in the wind
another by product of Air Squared

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tooled up networld

by Wolfgang Nibori

Bluetooth, a scurvy mange of pirate bold and merry?
Left to his own devices, port to port before the navies
Or a side effect of berry gorging and certain popsicles?
unless we speak of today when bluetooth marketing
virally inserts itself into the future, Matrixizing masses
marketing evolving us into cyborgs until suddenly arises
the species that has no need for standing erect:
a hive hungry 24 hour babbler known as Homo Cyberiens

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