Here I find myself
Cast into this dimension
or is it dementia?
Here I was….I am here
In a swirling whirly dirl
Input Input Input
A buzz, awash,
Swimming like drunken fish
With all the other cast-a-ways
Human vessels launched like ships
into this sea of shit.
The Great Feed.
Passing through wires and air and mouths.
Frequency of frequent overloads
Information and lies
My brain is ringing
Turn the ringer off….leave a message after the beep
I’ll get back to you
(as soon as the shit hits the fan)
I’m out of the office
At the trough of numbness,
Munching on episodes of South Park
Watching bandana clad people eat rice on Survivor.
So shut up telling me the sky is falling.
I don’t have time for reality.
MTV Cribs is on.
Anderson Cooper and Alex Jones can go jump off a bridge.
Maybe with Hitler,
I hear he lives in South America
His chatroom handle is Swash Tic Tac Toe.
I’m diabetic to the fluorinated candy.
I take my bitter pills incrementally.
I prefer to inhale my radionuclides
While listening to whale songs
Partaking of Mr. Bubble in the tub
and forming theories of my own
Ahoy you pirate rebels-
I’ve left the ladder low
Dipping just so…
Into the stream of the Feed.
You can climb right up
Out of this prison hell.
But I’m warning you…
Stopping the feed cold turkey
Can turn you individual.
Standing on the shore,
Watching the fish swim by,
Caught up in a backward current,
Against normality and thus alone..
If you’re interested in my art you can contact me at this email.