Those dreaded words

of the 1960’s,

“What we really need

is a dialogue,”


all those wasted hours and days

and months and years

of the droning blather

of dull pasty faces

in sweaty little rooms

while the world crumbled

around us,


still live in my nightmares


Run, children, run

should you ever hear

that cursed, useless,

gutless, hopeless,

meaningless word


And for you who speak it:

Duct tape


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