Thursday, January 20, 2011

The metaphors of this generation


We like it hot, tight, fly and freakingly casual
We live on the edge, on the chase, like crazy up there
We want it instant, jumbo, coated leisurely
We remember it if it was wicked, wild and left us damaged
We look at it if it’s flashy, artificial, made up and cosmetic
We smell it if it’s meaty, rusty, addictive and juicy
We touch it if it’s velvety, metallic, electric and intense
We wear it if it’s halved, inside out, added on or plastic,
We talk about it if it’s extreme, politically incorrect and pointing to others
We embrace it if it’s liberal, for now, accidental or the in thing
We loathe it if it’s procedural, committal, manual or involving
We connect real time, non physical and in groupies
We are open, pleasure hungry, standalones and independent
We know how to mask it together, copy paste, tag it and forward
We also pity the old, the backwards, the godly and the breastfeeding
And finally, with search engines, navigators, internet and satellite TV
We can never admit that we are confused, lonely, empty, shallow and lost.

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