Flash Epistle Number Nine

Rockero Glamorosos

The oligarchs spit in their grand-children’s faces for profit. Their piggy eyes see only new financial scams. They revel in economic rape and blame their victims for being losers. They want to eat the earth and have the stars for dessert. Their world is just another blond available to fuck. They have globalized gluttony. When the hungry beg for more, they snort snot and slam the door. They buy Senators as baubles and collect the skulls of the less fortunate. Their heads are swollen with the pus of greed and dark scorn for the poor. They devour all and shit dollars. They know their long awaited time has come, nothing stands in their way, and everyday look for more heretics to flay. It’s good to be the emperors of everything, to call every tune, and make the suckers sing.

Honorary Schizophrenic. Recent refugee. Displaced person. Old white male. Confidant of cassowaries.

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