Analog Nation

… or, “Had To Be Done, People.”
They gathered in the town square at noon.
The sun, towering at its apex, offered no shade.
Dust that had baked in the heat for years crunched under their footsteps, as a bone-dry wind threw swirls of it onto their shoes.
All eye contact was accidental, and swiftly averted.
No one wanted to [...]

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… or, “A Thousand Times, Why?”
Why is it
That we can send explorers to a moon
Chart the depths of an ocean
Peer into the core of an atom
Cure children of a disease
That would have ravaged whole cities
As recently as a generation ago
Craft a work of art
That defies the senses
And speaks directly to the soul
Solve for a variable
That [...]

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… or, “You Would Be Surprised How Much Difference It Makes”
Aeron, O Aeron
You are the Excalibur of chairs
Or so they say
So then why will you not stop
Rocking all the way back
So that everything I do
Is at a forty-five degree angle?
Well.
I found it.
I finally found
The lever
That commands you
To knock that shit off.
And the Sun and Moon [...]

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… or, “No Seriously, I’ll Burn Their House Down”
Dear Santa,
All I want for Christmas
Is for you to make them stop
This year was supposed to be different
“Surely,” muttered I, “they wouldn’t dare”
Not with the economy doing keg-stands
Right?
And yet
Each time I turn on my beleaguered television
There they are
More commercials
Where happy, good-looking people
Give each other brand new cars
Festooned [...]

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