All across this land, feeling safe
under heavy blankets of reassuring illusion,
the American Sleep,
from sea to shining sea!
In this nightly ritual of drifting away,
they welcome the narcotic refuge
It’s a dreamless time,
a temporary coma of welcome relief.
The ceaseless burden
of collective amnesia
grows a heavy weight by day.
Slaves to an exoskeleton
that defines us against our will,
we stagger under
the invisible weight
of our own cognitive dissonance,
exhausted by willful denial.
The Truth is too gigantic,
for a human eyeball to stare down.
Choosing wishful thinking over confrontation
we drift willingly
into this nightly Sleep of Lies.
So seductive! this sarcophagus of detachment,
we pop poison sleeping pills like sugary candy
to lie in wait for healing oblivion.
It’s a Conspiracy of Silence,
crouched in the gentle snoring
of the American Sleep.
(11- 6- 11)
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