SCROLL

By Dior J. Stephens
Summer 2020 | Poetry

SCROLL AND // THIRTY DOLLARS //

CAPITALISM WINS AGAIN AND //

YOU DON’T FEEL ANY BETTER // SCROLL

AND // FEEL THE WORLD WIDE WEB //

OF // SILENCE // NO PLACE HERE FOR //

THE LIKES OF YOU // BOY // NO LOVE

IN THE VALLEY // FOR A LEPER // FOR A

PAUPER // SCROLL AND TAP AND // SCROLL //

AND TAP AND // MAYBE THIS BUZZ WILL BE

// THE ONE // neoneo // PLUGGED INTO //

THE GRID // THE MAINFRAME // THE

GRAVEYARD OF SILENT TORSOS // SCROLL

AND // MEET THE SILENCE // SCROLL // AND

// SCROLL AND // MEET THE SOUND // OF

A UNIVERSE TELLING YOU TO FUCK OFF //

MAYBE I // MAYBE I // MAYBE I // SCROLL

YOURSELF TO // HEART PALPITATIONS //

DEATH LINED UNDEREYES //

SCROLL AND // TASTE YOUR OWN RANCID

INCOMPETENCE // YOUR // UNPALATABILITY //

YOU TASTE LIKE // YOU SCROLL AND //

SCROLL AND // SCROLL --------------

Dior J. Stephens is a pure pisces and, occasionally, a poet. He is the author of SCREAMS & lavender, 001, and CANNON!, all with Ghost City Press. He tweets at @dolphinneptune and Instagrams at @dolphinphotos.

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