Under Rockets Red Glare
For real poetic’s anniversary challenge
Apple pies and Atom bombs
Napalm and Nattie light
NASCAR and Nationalism
Ingenuity and Ignorance
Violence and Values
Excellence and Extremism
Racism and Religion
Sexy and Sadistic
America, this fractured Alliance
Retreats from dark truths under bombastic Rockets
Year after Year
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Shaun Walters
A happy guy that tends to write a little cynically. Just my way of dealing with the world outside my joyous little bubble.
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Message Me Afterwards
>That was a bad idea. I thought you knew… >Oh, the pathos! I don’t really know you as well as I should. In fact, I may not know the real you at all. That essential, sparkling you that you only reveal to a select few. Had I been paying more attention to the stories you are so fond of telling, in which you are invariably author, narrator and protagonist, I would not have been so foolish as to set you up on a blind date. After all, no friend has ever done anything of the kind for another. That’s preposterous. What is a friend, really?
By D. J. Reddall7 days ago in Fiction
Comments (2)
Wow, this is grim. Well put.
Great entry dear.