Day 175 of the 365 day poem challenge.
Word of the day surfeit meaning: "overabundance."
Saturated
There is a point of numbness
Where all the jumble of the world
Filters down the black ooze leaches out
What is left of the empty words
I am reminded of the coffee dripping slowly through
I feel like a bloated man surfeit with big cereal bowls of propaganda and opinions and views and notions and ideas
This high speed thing we are in
Can still only slowly dribble down
And filter through to the masses
I hear a word, a sentence, a headline, a tweet
Videos are easier
Photos are easier
There is no filter
There is no digestion
Just images being blasted smacking into my cerebral cortex
Trying to find purchase and
the meaning is there
If only I had the time to filter through it.
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