Monolith 202
From Rashad Dobbins, mind-scrambling sci-fi poetry imagining a pre-dystopian future in Washington D.C.
“hey, u got any change?”
I heard from the vagrant
I had no coins
but I gave him a 2 dollar bill
It’s no coincidence porn heats the net
For every squirt geyser
and milk detonation
the web breathes and swells
Every 9 steps in every direction
of the city
there are visuals, signs, holograms,
moaning sound bytes, barely dressed
ladies, sex dolls, and all temptations that involve
lust for the female body
Soldiers became sacrifices
without Pensions
They will never engage
with the mind of the bodies
they guard
Welcome to Cyber Ancient
where Mind will link
Carbon and Silicon // Analog and Digital
Individual and Omniscient Self
Dear blood descendant,
I’m emailing u from the past
I suspect u are entrenched
in Digital Concrete
Less human and Unsanitary
were whispered and belted
Signs in stores
read “Vaccinated only”
A part of me hates it
A part of me gets it
2020 was the year of Authoritarian testing
It Failed.
Americans will never ingest
dictatorship from a Man
while supporting Technocrats
Insurrection sparked in the crowd’s saliva
Human flames shattered D.C.’s dome
They said they lit it
cuz their leader told them
45 Insinuated
Democracy is maintained by
Fascism
His cronies added
“Combat” was a necessity
urging true Citizens
to join them in the storm
THE LAST DEMOCRATIC DEBATE
took place in 2020.
It was a spectacle
where narrator and candidates
spoke simultaneously
to a slapstick audience
In 2045 // D.C. was hit with its first FALSE FLAG
BY 2050
THE descendants of gentrified strangers
and endangered natives were Xtracted
Monolith 202 will awaken
when the Military guards
barren streets
and its Leader
feeds off
kneeling shadows
I Am ORGANIC MANKinetic Masculinity scalp to plantar No Fucking chipsI Heathen is my attitudeOccupation…
