plug me in with a pickup the size of a broken bus with wires
of braces pulled from the mouths of teenage cheerleaders who aren't leaders
but the ones who lead to the death of an entire civilization of young men
and women who think that they must be something other than smart or funny
or creative to survive as we evolve into one large breast or one large
smile with a wink of the eye and a batting of the eye lashes we are transformed
into the end of all that is to come because those
out there running every day to support their cuases don't get recognition,
but those who are out there beating each others sculls in make the front
page and right by their sides are the cheerleaders raising their skirts
to salute the heroic deads of doing your job for 300000000 dollars when
those who are using their brains and skills and talents to promote the
true dreams of a nation are left in a building that can hold only two or
three and those are a dying breed themselves and you're one of them or
are you a cheerleader cuase you don't lead or do you lead them to the end
whichi s one large mall with nothing to buy so you walk away empty handed