OCTOBER  2007

Self Exam
audio version mp3

Examine your Wei Qi surroundings
before you call me drunk in space or before
you get lost in your bare-chested contessa
online with an overnight copyright and a
bar tale about knockin' back a few with Job
and the angels, before you answer how are
you with, "many faces" and the color code
threat level or the dumb war cost in humans.

Turn off all the fake news.

Pay no attention to cowboy hats and
cultural war lords, you're just staring
at the intellectual equivalent of naked
flesh candy and the illusion of involvement.
Your dream of wall-to-wall electro-plastic-
info-cultural-demographic-target-retrieval
is only a consumer-eye-view of suicide.

You're sprinting for the cliff.

Hold onto your nanotech shorts before you
calculate that carbohydrate footprint you
track thru the kitchen with episodic tremor
and slippers, on blogospheric diets and a
J. Peterman mystique fantasy of late night
rendezvous with pastrami on rye and a
bowling alley approach to calorie counting.

The spare is on you, kid.

All you need to confirm your validity is some
of that cosmic muffin mix to throw a bunt
cake at you that can't be reconciled in your
vid-shoot recollection of cultural imperatives,
where suddenly you are faced with a choice
between a soul sucking career move and
taking a long rest with hours spent in the art
room where a humorless anal-rentento-path

watches how long it takes you
to reassemble the pieces
of your peace of mind.

 

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