society is
a wintry infrastructure
that conceals
a landscape of crumbling bone;
so sweetly seduces
all fleshly creatures
with a glossy screen
that only shows pictures
of the quiet, happy dead.
society is
a wintry infrastructure
that conceals
a landscape of crumbling bone;
so sweetly seduces
all fleshly creatures
with a glossy screen
that only shows pictures
of the quiet, happy dead.
Jason Preu 
Everything about this poem is visually stunning and the ending is perfect! 🙂
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Right on! Glad it grabbed you!
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