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distances. a singing code unleashed the start of you's the end of me a wealth of time written in beams lives in flashes of the screen have you seen it? the brand new thing? she's five here & will always be I take the ghost out of machine cleanse memory & make it me experience life at a distance of time you seen this concert? I took the video watched it back in the evening experienced live for the first time wrapped in blankets & glow of screen
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haiku. winter's end again this nuclear age ushers in a spring of flame
->. too busy to breathe another neck encompassing a bullet it seems & another is coming in hot from yonder if gen z stares & memes are to splatter the seams of so called democracy in the blood of would be nazis know this violence is not the answer almost always not always those are different things
dusk of the anthropocene.
the existential horror of top 10 ways to _ number 5 will shock you: a Casus Belli in gestation! here's us waiting collectively holding breath in preparation of a new age of radiation in which we cough up our lungs & wonder what became of our hearts as rot spews forth black & caustic over the breast of the Mother that birthed us & burns her away until home is a hollowed-out corpse
most essential command. the spiral long since spun drills new depths each day the news an agent of the state -> whose agents kill us in the street -> who's beholden only to power's call & capital // we see the truth in raw video of public executions on the very same sites that fry our brains make us hate each other more & more every passing day as ill-understood technologies erode our senses & our planet the same what is real has never been harder to say what is right never clearer than it is today & yet... // & yet.
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we don’t practice catch & release.
sometimes when I see ur face I flinch forgetting u r not 300 pixels in a frame but flesh & blood & vulnerable as me
& I don’t know if we were meant 2 know so much about every single thing while struggling 2 b sure of anything @ all
we watch the world come undone online when we should b out there in the streets
clutched bullets held tight in balled fists fed into revolvers like bait 2 fish 2 bait 4 bigger fish
judge them by their bottom lines reel them in with $$$ kill the catch & share the feast
discourse sonnet. quote at me from a book you haven’t read parrot something you heard without context Tips to Fish for Engagement in the Thread you call me slurs as dirty as a sext at your bravest when dissolved into air you’re the top lad as long as you’re online edited & filtered your life lays bare but all of your thoughts have cropped out by-lines you have no need to be original with your thinking offloaded to AI cut from fibre optic umbilical born only to plug in until you die catch me feeding ducks at the local pond catch you texting pretty girls bitch respond
homebound sonnet.
to bare your paper skin and offer up your beating heart still pumping blood hot yet fragile as sheet ice
to admit in permanent ink the stains that dulled your spark the stains that you have caused with loose jaws and hands too quick to fists
to be the very one you are behind plastic wires wi-fi and cloth without forcing yourself into a box or moulding to somebody else’s wants
is to me exactly what it means to be home
rust sonnet.
this once burnished chain blackened & shedding into something lesser & new
part fused by proximity & time spent in involuntary hiding from even itself a great many links just gone abandoned once & found
flaking now with every touch facing final dissolution
disconnected & undone by the permanence of scars
what it once locked now freed can never be contained again
bewitched. it leaves me spellbound this kaleidoscopic now an ongoing explosion of noise and sound
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feral. only the weak fear difference as grey fears the rainbow as skin fears fur bursting forth from beneath to free the beast that always was to reclaim our truth & put paw to earth is nothing less than to love
rend & tear. this is a fight we can't afford to lose so spare no tooth nor claw they want us dumber poorer sadder & sooner dead fighting amongst ourselves for scraps of what they've made sure we'll never have so sink in fangs & taste the flesh of every hand that claims to feed providing only carcasses of friends
futura free.
I see the horizon fractured smoking blurred broken & march on try to make out the light in the dark the red from the black asking: whose blood is that? whose fight? how do I join? where is my knife?
cosmology. making art for heart's sake in pursuit of perfection or in wake of the divine in acceptance of the fall on this sisyphean climb the point is not the product the point is that we try
clay sonnet. love is not enough but it's a start let's work on it shape it like clay in our hands we build love into a future that we can both be proud of one sculpted with our own imperfections but sturdy as it is homely & misshapen by all our best ideas hand-flawed & held close
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wax to spite the wane. hope comes in waves is tied to the moon its tides sometimes too far out to wade into but we need it now & here it is crawling up the coastline I want to bathe in it but it's too shallow instead I'll baptise every empathetic mind in my god a synonym for persistance
our debt. one mad instant I see all this plotted as a point in the arc of earth's history from the dawn of so-called civilization til its not so distant death & know my place & role to play & know that things will change & know it won't be close to easy & know I may not live to see the day but that future generations will look at us & say some of us cared though they won't know our names