poetry by
Jeff Patrick


Emerald Dictation

I opened my eyes towards offered direction
Strategy's of power. Veiled predilection.
Hearing my heart I followed promised salvation.
Years of stagnation. Urban reincarnation.

Glowing injection. State observation.
I opened my eyes and found emerald dictation.

Politicians masquerading. Business relating.
Out every morning. My heart not mistaking.
In my chest, in my lungs, city's pulse, urban guns.
As I return here. Outcasts and bums.

I stand before man. Technological description.
Enter their minds. Rail installed encryption.
Lead revolution against pushed direction.
Strategy's of power. Veiled predilection.

Within them I found. Evil carnation.
Glowing injection. State observation.
Filling my head with emerald dictation.


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