20:20 Pear Vision

 
20:20 Pear Vision
Widow Wyile
 

They lived in a blunt era
inhabited by clique
lovers clam
taxers everyone
in to make a buck
driven by red gumption
rule recall
wrong numbers
utter surveillance
no one out
to make time
cheer quartz
admire lace fog
every solution simple
every situation complex
and therefore better left alone 

Their era had been foretold
but deemed inconceivable   undesirable
yet here it was : a time
of bereft firs
brushed boulders
sly oozing slag
and commercially resplendent karma
marketed with greater mutations
to masses with naturally
shorter lifespans  

This was a time of forgotten pear faith
enhanced by recessive austerity
pleasures all grind and leer
chipped logs chain land
big lux    bent law
continuous thin din
webs of perversity
that stick and cloy
congeal in memes
for weary masses
such a simple deal:
just zonk-it!
          flashes every screen
             lie back, relax…
         you’ve done enough
       all will be taken care of

With the sodium prophecy
nigh edible oil products
and cellular frequency
it hardly mattered
if the glycemic index
    too
         was sinisterly high
    nothing much was itself
Propitiously there were still
in tuitive im perative humans
who fostered faith in t r y ing
  worked to fend off the hiss
    of zonkit static and toxic
        lying and see again
the sensuous
   beauty
       in
the
shape
of pears

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