she said cut your goatee you can easily be mistaken as one of those,
pause... what?
paranoid thoughts indented and the incomplete sentence, 
validated a mental weakness, 
heralds of an inexorable judgement, 
a fascinating narrative of bias,
I wanted that piece of her mind to secure and vaguely shape the crisis, 
I have lost another love one watching her become part of the conservative punditry herd, but over time what else can tell her, 
with a diet of news headline feed, 
that incumbent succubus posturing schisms and isms..
posing as the passion of the living obligated 
to the ideology of god and the queen and her ever lasting pageantry, 
xenophobia, what say you in a bubble, isolated from the struggle, 
congenital amusia confined to a rhythm less box, 
deaf to the silencing
deluded by the mumur of rumour, 
whether it be a internal fallujah turmoil which blast out the words, 
like firing missiles..its sill a song unfamiliar to ya, 
it couldnt be easier said,
than the media short circuited u trifling with a phrase or an idea 
repeated over and over, 
creating a monster that taunts me, 
this preoccupation of fear, 
the smoke and subsonic shock of perpetual retribution,
that weigh of burden, is least not to say who the victimizer really is, 
and the victim and terror in reality is the hidden monster inside of yourself which you should be profiling, not one with a beard, 
I could just squeeze the PTSD symptoms
if you had logic in a culture of abstraction reason,
and if it weren't like a common cold, boycott the world!
but its like since the introduction of coloured television
you've been locked up drafted in to war of the mind,
a hangover of the 50s, and 60's, Marlboros are good for you,
morphine in cough syrup is not addictive, all this past errors, doesn't sit well with me, unlike your high tea and scones,
I wished you had a inkling of original thought,
my silence is not an endorsement of bigoted statements, 
and your foster parents virulence isnt a product of them being bad people, 
rather its a quirk of humanity, 
kind of like how we spread memes and urban legends, 
please is it our ' knowledge ' of things that's the problem; 
I knew about the devil through old wive fables, so do most people but crime has been a recurrent theme from old westerns and mystery comics but at least durin that time they knew it was make believe, 
I am not a terrorist, because my dormant chin follicles are fully formed that accelerate quicker than a pubescent 10 year old ,
at least pretend reality tv is a unrealistic norm, 
cus its scary, I watch you watch border security 
subject minorities with unwarranted public scrutiny and uninformed consent,
like its a real life documentary but its a PR event, 
editorial control done professionally and with the ability to produce a press release in the format that not only is accepted by the mainstream news but is issued as the industry standard for conveying print,
alienation in aversion, 
emigrated peoples defined by their enshrinement of their proud labour contribution to their new neighbours nation,
denigrating a shadow of themselves, quick to
recognise as hybrids tusking and shuffling their heads, 
" thats not me, its them ", 
even people who consciously disavow prejudice can fall into rift, 
over drip drip journalism,
its pluralism,
its the same sex marriage movement,
its euthanasia, medical cannibus, 
its everything you isn't,
Save me a spot on that auction block, whats the price of a ticket?