Warhol Game by Anonymous copyright 2001
Damn the non masses emerging from hypocrisy
bless the non masses conforming in their own right
Striving for excellence
excelsior, excelsior!
but even mediocrtity escapes me
A cliche of a person I'm a jack of all trades with no trade to claim as my own
Image like an Andy Warhol
POP POP POP
poetry
Pseudo-intellectual banter
and pretentious witticism no longer amuse me, though I'll admit they once did
Quasi-alienation and national enquirer dreams are all that I hold in my
possesion
FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT
the battle of the suburban dream children opposing the oppression and injustice
that is middle-class living
Keep up with the Jones'
I endanger a supernova that is floating on the tip of my brain
I'm not looking to be surrounded by angst
I need no put on drama in my life
I can create my own
Look around at the genocide of all who are shy or humble
no- No- NO
POP POETRY
HOLDEN CAULFIELD COULD BE PROUD
THIS IS NOT A POEM