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Ambient Translation Dub (Post)

 

 

None of this is

I am not writing this

 

 

As you are not reading it

 

An image of and image of an image of

Some pasted together subject floating

Through the cultural aeither

A non-self connecting nodes

Like spiders threading terms in light

Writes to you now

 

You are not reading this

Your hair cut is reading this

Your thrift store esthetic is reading this

Your enactments on the stage of discourse

Is reading this,

 

The music of our identity

Is silenced, because we never had one

 

I am not writing this. A patchwork ideology of self-loathing

Self-referential posturing is writing this

 

These days all is spectacle

Poetry is an impotent Zeus sniffing crushed Viagra

With no lightning loads left. His pathetic worm dripping piss

Deflated. Used up. Olympus is a trash hill in a land fill

The gods filtering through the s**t hoping to find something

Reviews

[Ruth]

Wow!
Last stanza blew me away!
Also, I love this line! "Like spiders threading terms in light"
Excellent!
xx