Tuesday 4 November 2014

UTOPIATE



i went to the dr

visited his evasive eyes again
  and
  his
  bare
  yellow
  teeth

sat on his spare plastic chair again
  sweat
  hot
  in my pants
    and pits

i said  - its the same old probs doc / the world falls short - you know ?  theres hungry babies and preventable disease
and i never trusted the government - i was born under Heath and the Three Day Week / he never married you know ?  and what is it with corporations ?  i mean - jesus !  where is the responsibility and appreciation of ruling privilege ?  and doc - why do bombs go bang ?

the dr said 

let me stop you there son 
  i am a General Practitioner
    and this is a general prob
      a lot of people come to me with this these days
      and
      i 
      have 
      something 
      new

he wrote me a scrip for Utopiate saying

      this is free 
      and 
      for everyone

the pharmacy is brand new and half stocked
  but
they have Utopiate by the truckload
  and
  at
  home
  i
wash down a dose with carefully filtered water
  two spherical capsules shining
    like
      dawn 
        was 
          breaking inside

in the morning the streets 
  are
full with artists dancing with benevolent technology
  and
soldiers coming home to retrain
  as
International Rescue
  and
Nestle tweeting its voluntary demise
  and
  papers
announcing they wouldnt lie anymore
  and
  that
  the
Rich would say sorry to the Poor
  in
  the
  O2
  tonight
  at
  9 pm




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