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An
Anorexic
State
Let's eat democracy
for lunch
once more
and pretend
we're stuffed
full
until we don't
have to pretend
we feel satisfied
anymore.
We're empty
but it's so typical
that no one
has to know
when everyone
wants
an ideal finish.
This is how
we've
grown
up
learning
to get there
while what
we're served
is hollow
from mouths
to trash.
(It was just
for show.)
We thought
we needed this.
We never
wanted this.
Innocent deaths
with no one
to blame
when it was
just us.
You.
You picked this
when we could have
changed.
The magazines
The torture
on display
Everyday
We only
love it more
Waving symbols
on poles of poles
They are tall and
thin to be noticed
I am told
it is freedom
This positive state.
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