After
one very brief and flashy little leap, we all
simply fall back into that eternally unconscious void
No
eyes to ogle any of their oh-so wondrous latest offerings
No
more ears to be tingled by even the most of those lilting advertising
jingles
Nor
any of their hypnotizing colored
lights to be seen at all
No
voice left to spout one last meaningless sports
stat, movie line or rap lyric
No
longer will anyone hear your so very smooth pitch for overpriced
dream homes
No
implanted marketing illusions can ever penetrate your undefined point
in the void
No
blind lusting after the latest New & Improved, anymore, ever
again
Nevermore
to asskiss, backbite & shoulderclimb towards furtively-anonymous
corporate glory
No
more braying with that loudly-drunken
laughter, far too long after midnight
No
longer to mass
hallucinate some fanciful personal savior’s voice, inside an
otherwise empty head
Never
again to suffer from that painful envy over someone else’s latest
purchase
Nor
any upward mobility, whatsoever - For there are no directions at all
in that boundless emptiness
No
cinematic tears or canned laughter can ever stir your so
quickly-evaporated emotions
No
more boring holidays with that dysfunctional, blended family
Not
a single witless meme can you snarkily help to unconsciously
viralize
No
longer a need for all those Big Boy petro-toys to keep you so very
fully and so lamely distracted
Nevermore
any of those oh-so senseless Corpro-Sport cash cow Big
Games to impatiently await
Not
once more to read even one juicy Hollywood headline to bandy about
over coffee
No
more poisoned pounds to gain while flopping about heavily on that
overloaded old couch
Not
even one more truth-twisting paid soundbite will you be able to
uncritically parrot - ever again
No
way to pimp any more highly-innovative, morally-bankrupt financial
investment innovations
No
way, or duty, to remember such important priorities as birthdays,
anniversaries & tax deadlines
Not
the faintest memory left, even if only to be quickly forgotten, from
your precious
tho wasted life
None
from the pettiest to the noblest of any of your few, though quite
muddled, thoughts remain
Nevermore
to suffer even the slightest double beef-bacon-cheeseburger hunger
pang again
No
longer to strive valiantly to save time – All
that time which you never got to spend, in any case
No
unquestioned patriotism left with which to defend our exceptionist
nation’s precious sovereignty
No
agonized, childlike waiting for all those quickly-forgotten &
thoroughly-wasted weekends
No
longer to be plagued by that vast liberal
media conspiracy striving to nanny your very thoughts
Not
even one brand of comical religious control fantasy available to
artificially comfort you
No
more everlasting love to be proven once again, with costly diamonds &
vapid luxury cruises
No
longer able, or ever again needing, to put off those frightening
questions that actually mattered
No
Happily-Ever-After
to re-finance one more time, with no money down
Yes,
never again to emerge from a guaranteed absolutely dreamless &
commercial-free,
eternity
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