a docile transference bottled rage for injustice sold in pamphlets and thirty-second spots flows diverted to pacify passion myopic horror, the demand for absolution guilt begets anger, blame begets exhaustion begets excuses framed action and images, an archival motion the vain allure of life unstained smug carts and cabinets to shift the view away renewed plastic conviction, taken to the edge of comfort and not a step beyond repeating refrains of jingled melodies to program the gray