February 21, 2012

Letter for Gorky ©2011 illicitizen

I’ve got a letter for Mr Gorky.

We had a meeting in the dark.

You artists are irresponsible. We can’t trust you to bear weight.

You’re always articulating and progressing postulates.

moving an agenda isn’t quite an honest living.

why don’t you go to work and keep your family off of welfare?

moving on your merits isn’t fair to all the others.

why don’t you speak more plainly and get with the program?

there’s a problem in McComb down at the woolworth’s

some colored boys want service and they think this is a free country

if he keeps giving me lip I’ll hand them a new martyr

Do you stupid bastards really think your safer now being smarter?

we can tell that you’re weary

we won’t leave you alone

watch us enhance your entropy

we are everything that you own.

We’ve got a message for Dalton Trumbo

We had a meeting on the hill.

All unfriendly witnesses will be coerced to testify.

If you don’t get in line you’ll find it difficult. Difficult to survive.

Moving in your circles gets easier betrayal.

Why don’t you get a trade and quit agitating workers?

We could find a place for you if you could show some loyalty.

Why don’t you take an oath and show us all how smart you are?

There’s some faggot up on Castro who thinks he is the Mayor.

If he keeps on pushing boundaries we’ll synthesize a martyr.

We can’t tell the difference, we treat you all unfair.

Do you stupid bastards still think you’re safer being smarter?

we can tell that you’re weary

we won’t leave you alone

watch us enhance your entropy

we are everything that you own.

I’ve got a cable for Bradley Manning

But he’s not getting mail off of the wire.

Enemies are transient in time, geography

We’ve thrown a party under the bus

Making up proscriptions gets weaker by the instance

Geronimo has proven that we’re doomed as a species

The view from here is stunning, you can almost see them running

Just keep it to yourself or we’ll make you seem less cunning

We’ll engineer a way out, just like the DC Madame

Another martyr on the pile when we let you at him

That Okie kid in Quantico leaves questions that are harder

Do you stupid bastards really think you’re safer now being smarter?

we can tell that you’re weary

we won’t leave you alone

watch us enhance your entropy

we are everything that you own.