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Escape
living, dying
striving, staying alive-ing
don't nobody ask why we
live up, to "don't give up"
cities of steel
impeccable cogwheels
in the machine
run by ego-defense mechanisms
shit, out of luck
one day
not a single soul
will give a single fuck
going under
drowning in an ocean of failures
burdens of fabricated expectations
rinsed away
breathing again
I feel, I function
finally free
embracing the downfall
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Re: Escape
well, i wasn't a big fan of 'staying alive-ing' (although im sure it was done in jest) but the concept of this piece was very enjoyable.
i feel this piece touched on a taboo of some sort. "don't give up" has been a mantra of society, not just american but every nation. To question it is very ballsy. love the city of steel segment. i took it as our intrinsic (or perhaps societal conditioning) urge to keep a straight face and just keep going.
very next stanza seems to question the value/worth of it alll; will i or anyone give a fuck whether i succeed or not?
it ended in a strange concoction of "who cares" kind of sentiment? lol. very weird but the body of work held that ideology in place. thanks for sharing.
also, are you from LA? seen you mentioned it
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Re: Escape
Sup,
@Sammy
thanks for giving your thoughts on the poem. You're right, it's about modern grey mass social conditioning. Given it's arbitrary nature, it doesn't provide the worker class citizens much aspiration beyond fitting in. Do anybody care about the subservient people from 200 years ago? The ending is open-ended, embracing failure through soceity's standards and be free to do whatever, kill yourself, live in a cave or become a self realized entrepreneur. Just end pointlesss striving at any cost.
Anyways, thanks again for commenting, and yeah it's your proverbial slacker from LA, Concrete. Give me a shout if you want some feed or wanna do a poetry collab!