visions of the future from the past

tomorrow shall do a cheerleader routine
                enunciating each word
                                embedding the digits
                                                engraving them into our heads



money did not come first
first we created the emptiness in our seconds
and then came the emptiness in our stomachs
and then the emptiness of outer space

we used to look at the sky like it was a chocolate bar
and mum, between huge bites into the sky
her teeth dipping themselves into cocoa
her tongue darting between the stars
would say:

brush your teeth after eating chocolate
it is bad for your teeth

the sky is bad for the teeth
the plaque twinkles

                ‘close your eyes, hold up your hand, and you shall see’


our eyes did not come first
first we touched the truth
then we wanted to know it
then we wanted to lie

we have stared at the sun for too long
it is just a comet’s flame
and those only come by once a century anyway
the sun burned our spectacles
and now we can’t see the fuzzy shapes
distractions around the shapeless

we traced faces in the sky
they danced at night to dirgesongs
as we ate ourselves
and we brushed our teeth with the toothpaste
that nine out of ten dentists recommend
because we had just eaten chocolate
and it’s bad for the teeth

and then we joined the assembly line
we smelled the coffee and we went limp
we waved at the surveillance cameras
and they waved back
and even though our taste buds were withering
we grinned and bit through


chocolate did not come first
first came the bitter water
then we sipped it
then we bathed in it
then we did not want to leave

you can’t not have chocolate
we’ll pour it down your throat
we’ll pinch your mouth and we’ll stab your eyes
we’ll bleed your brains and we will throttle your heart
we’ll make it so you can’t breathe
and when you open your mouth to scream
we’ll fill it with chocolate

we’ll shove it down every hole you have
we’ll give you guns and bombs
and set you on a table top
and get you to fight
and we’ll bet on your lives
we’ll make a trading card game about you

                he’s got eleven determination! but only two logic
she can level-up to eventually be president!
these queer ones on the side may be allowed to marry in two turns
and that will change everything
when they try to get loans

you’ll buy this game
you’ll download it illegally and set up forums online
discussing the potential attributes of
a rare trading card
you get one free with a purchase of seven bars of chocolate*

*conditions apply


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