State has new traditions:
tune out what our enemies say
tune the dial to static,
for despised voices will be silenced.
Flashing blue turns fuzzy, rain on pavement smears
the bloody hand prints.
Badges burn citations,
clocks stop over technicalities
for caffeine turns cold hot blooded men.
Inside, pure noise reigns.
impatient eyes won't stand for interruption
of baseball bats and beatings,
boozy brains of breaking fathers, crazed lovers
spitting on each other in televised trauma
which holds applause in living rooms.
In far places,
bullets blow away faces
Nameless hordes of white collars
stand in file on payday.
Traffic along borders is freed with powder
An instant switch and power is
Electricity gives powers a plethora of data
Booming blather
computing frequencies of piffle
Energy to litter the world with words
not meant for weeping.
Burn and singe the wires
And wait for bells to ring again.
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