Abstract fanaticism delineated Monet’s brush strokes and complicated the about-face air takes, transferring it, instead, to human consciousness. This relinquished the standards for telling a lie. By manipulating the invisible sensibilities attributed to organic assets, necessary for humanity’s survival. Defined, then, as imagination for the sake of passion, for the sake of art. A contemporaryContinue reading “…like air finding its reflection in the mirror”
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late stage capitalism’s midwestern farm
cell tower stranded in the grass plains stands erect before a pink sunset as chemtrails style capital I Up high In the sky cows alert the farm about strangers by announcing the only word in their lexicon warning of the amish careening with traffic in their horse and carriage who ignore the fantasies late stageContinue reading “late stage capitalism’s midwestern farm”
Regurgitated Splendor
Floor dressed in red paint chips; the same color Scores toe prints lounging on passage to further their destiny. Water bottle is empty. Stepped on and it erupted a sound, unique to plastic crinkling. Reality bargains with images instilled along airwaves, Deteriorating molecules to petals breaking Off the stems. Rain-drops. Confetti. Hubris displaced the stars,Continue reading “Regurgitated Splendor”
A Term for the Second Coming
Centuries turn and a feline Will hide behind the couch before they die. A fly borrows spaces habituated by glaring screens To upset normal procedures Turning over Like insect eyes. His face And her smile Sought common ground To tread the turn over Greeting them Like traffic noise. Together they entered the hallway Pointed toContinue reading “A Term for the Second Coming”
Leading Backwards
Alienation negates the spy, observing at a distance, scope transfixed at center. A denial to focus on the ramblings relating space to tongue, off the center, specks take form and shapes related to memories begin again. Witness A figurehead holding clay features before her face, shape of a nose before her nose, allay the sameContinue reading “Leading Backwards”
accidental. art.
Vandals incorporated cracks, lingering in lightning-bolt directions, about City Hall’s concrete walls, into their compositions. Situating horizontal darkness to represent Frida’s unibrow, overcasting her stern expression, holding court to brief glances. Entering to pay parking tickets, or demand the mayor “do something” about an intersection frequenting accidents, lacking the appropriate command posted in White andContinue reading “accidental. art.”
Lottery Jackpot
Questions overstocked the fellows gape, Bordering his naked Cuticle, contrasted against Pink finger points, acknowledging lottery misgivings. He still gripped quarters, Fed them to slot machines, Awarding dopamine Often reserved for Cell phone debutantes. On the 3rd reward A voice crackled over the loudspeaker Announcing His name. “Gosh.” He speculated “I’ve never won anything.” HeContinue reading “Lottery Jackpot”
Honest History
Headlights captured pebbles, Ancient charisma mistook the chiseled ArCh For Hercules’ jawline. Air quote hiss… Recognized in popped tires and elephant signals. Waved off shadows. Parrot (i) traded in reality For the proper height. An inch off the jawline. A foot from the road And Pink And Purple Blush designs accosted his smile Left sandContinue reading “Honest History”
BEE-(com)-ING
1. Spectacle of becoming Situates the human vantage To ditch its predatory instincts, Linger along the gutted cubicles Inside shopping malls and Contemplate, “it’s all changing.” Insects channel the sensibilities Concurrent to currency cycles And generate populations. Marching their brood Over Dirt And concrete. Human Footsteps impose eclipses And they Ignore the sole Of aContinue reading “BEE-(com)-ING”
Choose to Win
A duck died, his body floated throughout the pond-water and on occasion collided with shoreline, but always returned back to drifting. When winter turned the water to ice, he was frozen from the neck down. At night, approaching headlights struck his dead eyes and they lit up like stars. During sunny days, his profile functionedContinue reading “Choose to Win”
