Nameless, in the sea of faces
Speechless, when they all have words.
Thoughtless, among the caring.
A generation of cynics,
So blend in among them –
And be anonymous.
A poke on the shoulder.
Indentations in marred flesh,
Numb to it all.
An apathetic,
cynical,
misanthropic
"Prozac nation."
Pop the pink pill –
zoloftpaxilprozaceffexor
In order to feel.
Excuse me –
I have to go breathe into my paper bag,
And be quiet for a while
right now.
Within all of this-
you're fucking anonymous.
A contest entry
- 24 hours... or 20 entries... #1 by Namita.
300 points, ended February 5, 2007, 12 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Let me know what you guys think!
Comments
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I really liked this write! I'm not sure I want to be anonymous? lol
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very nice, congratulations on your silver trophy
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