acts of a boot licker

It takes a lot of creativity to sell you a car.
If you put that much and focus and dedication and vision into healing a war torn nation
or chasing the kids out into the sunshine
we could declare it a long weekend and forget about everything.

The ad is put together by artists who have passed the buck of what their vision means , to the commissars and those from the colleges who have read Kafka and liked the atmosphere
and so are useful in an administrative capacity.
The mental approval was a big part of their training.
It's a corporate endeavor, educated to attain the presented panacea
and suck on it's luxury (with hints of necessity) until you're weaned.
But the promised nectar doesn't materialize
and you know it'll require another purchase
and the taste becomes more distant.
You don't believe in freebies but there's always maybes.

If you could pause your lust just long enough to link your sorry ass
to the invisible charge on the wire running from the tip of your iceberg to the bottom where you hide your investments,
and look around for a keeper,
then jeepers creepers,
you may find a moment of peace that comes from knowing there's a place where our states all unit
so why not bring out the love with the burgers and ease off the war making habits at the BBQ and restructure the present mother nature fucker,
not to be vulgar but to shake off the acts of a bootlicker.