enjoy this Chris Butler writing
in the Scars Publications free 2015 PDF file chapbook: Bummer
(click on the front cover image or the
title text to download the free PDF file)
Paper Cuts
Chris Butler
My generation will never read this poem
unless it’s posted on the antisocial networks.
They will only see it if it’s live streaming video
and an exclamation point is expressed as a kick to the testis.
They will only hear of it from gossiping tweedy birds
tweeting.
My peers don’t read words. They text them. Without the
vowels.
They don’t comprehend that their opposable thumbs
are devolving them.
They don’t even consider how many of their sons’ and
daughters’ brain cells will radiate from microwaves and how
their cellular compositions will deconstruct as their cellular
devices cuddle up with their genitals.
They are too busy bullying the geeks, nerds, jocks, slobs,
spazzes, stoners, burnouts, junkies, punks, vampires, goths,
warlocks, weirdoes, creeps to commit cyber suicide.
They will never inspire creation by starting destructive fires
because Kindles don’t make good kindling.
They are frightened by enlightenment like scuttling
cockroaches.
They will never know the sensational pain of black ink
seeping into broken skin.
Their deaths will result from a thousand little paper cuts.
But I don’t care what they may say. They won’t read this anyway.
