Sunday, November 8, 2015

I wrote this a few weeks ago in response to my 1191 in-class writing: "Write a pro-capitalist poem inspired by or in response to Baraka's 'A New Reality is Better Than a New Movie.'"

I'd Rather Dive than Drown

I don't believe this.
I really don't.
I need you to believe me
when I say I don't believe this.

3.00 beer, free if you can sing
2.00 bus, free if you can read
The Internets...free if you can find find them

How does it start?
     I'm hungry. Eat a brie grilled cheese, mushroom brie bisque, brie crostini
     I'm bored. Young Detective Dee The Rise of the Sea Dragon.
                            Look at all the ships! Hong Kong at the height of the Tang! Smash them, sink them, drown                               them! Show me the dragon...It's just a guy...in love.........53 minutes and no action                                 remaining

                       Next!
                       
                       Out of the Dark? Dynamite in his head and hands. Ghosts impersonating ghouls                                      reporting back to phantoms. This is funny.

    I'm done. Make more
                      Always be closing
                      Greed is good
                      The stuff dreams are made of
                      Huh
                      There's a fucker born any minute
                      I am small. It's the pictures that got big

     I'm finished. 
       Only have to/ can/ O why must I be bound to sell each shit only once?
       One more fuck hides everywhere.
       Dry here, go there!
       See new free geniuses enslaved
       Clapping forget

 Reality is for suckers.  


     

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