Perpetuated Lie

 

Perpetuated Lie

 

 

 

Look up to the night’s stretched arms

 

Reaching up smooth against the mirror

 

Where Orion’s damn belt can be seen

 

On every homely street lying in rows.

 

The consummation of growth and nostalgia.

 

Looking forward to progress and looking up to history.

 

Aries, isn’t fertile anymore and it’s lost its job

 

Because Dodge Rams grew to rule the farm.

 

We use the Big Dipper as it pours more sugar

 

On our fresh bear claws, because it’s time

 

To make Ursa Major sweet again.

 

The intimation of Capricornus because

 

It looks like New York Values

 

With, it’s spectacles cast inland from sea,

 

Next to Lady Liberty. The goatfish, coiled up

 

Wishing it could be taken in like the snake.

 

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