microclimates within the mall
muzak / ’toons / migraine
enter the store, expect service
to envelop you
pushy, nasal intimidation / dis-
proportionate response
such indoor behaviour
Monday, February 01, 2010
Seven #18 (2009)
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I've shopped there, I still shiver when I'm reminded! I like to be reminded in the way of this poem, you scare me with your extreme imagery in so few words. Malls are like the elephant graveyards for humans where we all shuffle off to die with "dignity".
ReplyDeleteMalls as elephant graveyards... interesting, yeah I see what you mean. 'Dawn of the Dead' was pretty much on the money, I think.
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