your gospel is the best sign

you have been forgotten

all this talking

beats on a line

before the storm squawking

flying off leaving nothing

but the air magnets tittling

when the trees dance

leaves prance and flutter

in my yellow sunlight

coloring all shades

am i still young

halfway only through the Act

scripted some time else

with lines to be read and where to stand

am I so tired

in course a consumer(ist) growth culture

            common(  ) 

            capital(  ) 

under observation

its hidden unspoken goal to attract subjects

to become a product

exploiting absolute

all time and life

of all the creations caught in the grid

where the key

is not to find it

and not wake up

language fails

doth it ?

or create mind a table

to be machined 

for its slot and code

before deleted and empty

in the recycle bin

where little (f)or nothing

escapes

power off  power

on a screen 

veiling the light

sitting again in

plagueland

all the smartest cutest

brightly colored young jobmen

in cafes sounding lounging 

as if they own luxury

as if they don't have to return

willfully playfully

casting about their shedding virulence

grabbing as usual

whats first

touting about it and rolling

over the bodies without glance

back to their fresh man philosophy

survey they skipped (the fucks)

leave them to the till

as we near the falls

the crack and the spray

 we all go down

and only they

end up in cinema

with their diseased roles

played by the newest

go getters

passing quickly

i look to my shoes

buckles string and skin

tanned and beaten

to walk for me

the long fence

1032nd from the rear

in the march from the sphere

from the clod, the brute

toward flames

release

air

when is the narrative so long used

it imperils perception, full communication

across boundaries

belief is most interior when not,

negating availability of choice

which is not a permitted application

prior to expiration

post photo

sign out

close account

delete profile

5 stars (for effort)

pay balance 

empty recycle bin

update required

antivirus install

version config.

password enter

time remaining

zoom over

the fat tyrant

naked of any ideals or mores

imposes his power

solely through its exhibition

before the fear and panic of the herd

a predator amongst us

best stay quiet

and so the animal mind

turns inward to the tools

down the halls

the best America can summon

to critique Nuremburg, goebbels

is their look, borrowed from genius'

in Vienna cafes

for they redouble the same measures

tightening smoothing the machine of

happy exercised fascism

for profit

should we  go into solid state

it will be so much harder to come out

we will

but noone in the world will help us

there will have to be resistance 

our 'enemies' now - last fighters for freedom

may be our only source of hope

china entering through the back door

or the front

such is the time that has come to me

writing to a hopeless vacuum

that as a child i knew would beset me

can i not exit

like so many violenceramas 

of  the screen

what is important 

your soul in vacuum

no limit to pattern perceiving

key fields of understanding

many bodies many lives

at once-

no way of knowing 

vested in 

yet cultured the curdle

sublimates transposes substitutes

begin a good way the path

imagine then see

the stream of trons 

science tells you is the only field

hearing it

smelling it

touching it

speaking it

forgetting it

 

song of summer with Delius
perhaps now music can be genuine
not for harmony only, sweetness
but for all represented

a real language
far more detailed
more expressive

for machines?
accentuated "people"
glad i left media
since these brainchines produce none
with their scanning

beyond time
their existence
having only heard there is an end
and even hope for it
knowing noone who has left
save those injured

True, my expressions
can be run as probabilities
selected, filtered, connected
by past behavior
yet not

there is enough Nature in me yet
irreducibly
their subjects, genres, forms
did not snare me
I roam free
beyond time too
for these are my playthings

whistle while you work
levers and teeth
do it silently
relentlessly

did you break or bend?
you are only a part
and I a whole

like Before
my people sang all day
all things
without dischord