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Herd Talk

You are never alone with yourself.
On your cell phone use 
a cursive only known to your group;
share wit and scorn,
trade love for impersonal sex 
and addictive porn.

 Better would be 
to chew cud three times a day,
practice contemplation,
preferably in a meadow of grass
or on your ass
in a barnyard of manure and mud.

Politics and SocietySuzi PeelOctober 15, 2015
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