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Big Brother

Obama’s Police State











I am afraid to have violent thoughts about politicians.  I worry that they will use my tax money to put wires in my head and read my thoughts.  I don’t want to go back to jail.  I liked it enough at the time but I am in love with my wife again and the thought of leaving her is a car wreck where I linger forever.  A fragment of the steering wheel pierces my heart and love becomes a piece of tomorrow’s impossibility. I am a skid mark on a snowy Vermont road.  Maple syrup spills on my head and I believe the nourishment will keep me alive.  I am an idiot.  I am afraid.  I will not think any bad thoughts about Obama.  Why bother?  His malicious influence is bark on the tree that scrapes my face.  I am bleeding.  I am dying in a society that thinks so highly of itself that it doesn’t recognize when it is demeaning and killing its citizens. The highway to Mt. Snow is paved with skidding intentions.



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David Lawrence

David Lawrence

David Lawrence has a Ph.D. in literature. He has published over 200 blogs, 600 poems, a memoir “The King of White-Collar Boxing,” several books of poems, including “Lane Changes.” Both can be purchased on He was a professional boxer and a CEO. Last year he was listed in New York Magazine as the 41st reason to love New York.

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