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And The Rainforests Are A Parking Lot, by Caitlin Johnstone

Beer

drink beer

drink this kind of beer

because you are thirsty

and because it hurts to be a primate

with an overdeveloped cerebral cortex

on a dying world in a sea of blackness

and because these people are playing volleyball in swimsuits

and drinking beer

BUY STUFF

Buy stuff because your parents never loved you

not really

and because it will make the TV happy

and because everyone understands how to be a person

except you

BUY STUFF

The bone monsters are clicking together

to the shrill canned laughter of ’80s sitcoms

and the whales are so full of plastic

that their eyes bulge out like bullfrogs

and the booming fog horns of the garbage barges

say “you are alone”

BUY STUFF

Shut up hippie and go get me a latte

give me your white bison dreamguide

so we can curb stomp it and take its hide

go get a degree and get me a latte

and change into a suit

you’ve got blood on your clothes

and your wings are almost featherless

BUY STUFF

You are ugly you are ugly

you are ugly you are ugly

as sure as my bones are screaming

and my hands are horrible

and the rainforests are a parking lot

and the pop songs are all the same

and the pop stars are all the same

and the world is coated in crude oil

and the angels are dead

you are ugly

BUY STUFF

so that they’ll love you

BUY STUFF

to kill the pain

BUY STUFF

to drown your mother’s voice

BUY STUFF

to wage war on the inevitable

BUY STUFF

to hide from your mortality

BUY STUFF

to make the Bastards richer

BUY STUFF

to finally be good enough

BUY STUFF

because it’s all they’ve left you

BUY STUFF

you are alone

BUY STUFF

BUY STUFF

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I write about the end of illusions.

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