This is an infestation

where fear festers,

impressionable minds submitting to the state.

Misdirection

where the slightest sleight of hand directs

incensed individuals to rise against their nation.

We are mired in conflicts,

trivialities, microchasms encroaching

our beliefs, holding reign until they crumble to ash.

Machine memories manufactured

in your subconscious fracture

your impulses; why don’t you act?

Segregation

smoothed over by gregarious

evasion.

Where you enlist us before we understand,

hypnotize us with propaganda

to obey upon command,

Stockpiling stale sentences into your hypocritical

jargon, let’s not get political,

just stop feeding me fiction.

Art by Eva Strauss.