once meaningful rebellions,
revolutionaries,
wrenches spraining oppressive spokes...
all have become
convenient,
vapid,
capitalist conduits.

faces on a teeshirt.
worn to the soundtrack of a barren culture.
time spent in an icon vacuum,
never to see a day's enlightenment.

a cliche celebration:
western demise,
pulling facade counter-culture youth,
heads throbbing, bobbing in unison..

accepted rebellion,
under watchful eyes,
safely classified
in their mall-shaped boxes.

NB @ 6:21 PM

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