he sees nothing but reflection upon
reflection – the poplar in tinted
frame : peak encapsulated by peak.
he covers the mountain of leaf
with veneer of cadmium , marveling
at the sheen. he clings to bark , fingers
sticky with ambition. he claws to summit
his powder arms crowding his head
while the apple , unnoticed below.
my spark seethes in gasoline.
I shin the wing into fold.
I ply its pages
like a stilt of leg
ironed out of tilt.
I staple shut my cages.
I read my mantis, he
paws at the rods.
I bait him with flame.
they left clear cups
on the countertop.
glue waxes them to
my palm – a melt of nexus.
as it tenors
I fill the seal with bees.
the stint and
from home to home.
she leans waist-wise over
the drop, perched to dive, unafraid,
her worshippers perch below
they hang on her lofts
she sells them and they slice
through the months between.
there is a gentleman
at the foot of her machine
he stands a vigil
purchasing her fruit with time.
he thrusts years in her mouth
she sucks them into form. he lusts
on her phrases - his own gems remade
as they fall from her lips, he
wanders in their mire
peeks under every verso
flourishing through flame – she
satisfies him over and again.
he is warm: a plastisol soul
around the hand of god.
I picture a car. I imagine taking off its bolts one by one, until all that is left is the frame, the engine and the wheels. It will move like a car, but is it still a car? Or something more like a “dune buggie?” I picture a car again. This time I imagine taking off only its back wheels. It will no longer function as a car does, but seems a lot like one. At what point is the word “car” no longer fit to describe this particular object? Are nouns defined by the function of the object they refer to? Or are they defined by an object’s capacity to at some point fulfill that function? As in, an object that looks like a car but has no back wheels and cannot fulfill its function is still a car because of its capacity to fulfill its function. If this is so, then one could refer to a mass of steel, plastic, and rubber as a car and be accurate.
I think an analysis of social media and how it effects how people relate and communicate and perceive one another along with themselves is important. Because it does effect all of those things. And those things are essential parts of being human.
Think about it, because the answer is different for everyone. Not all of the effects are good, not all of them are bad.
shitty friends being shitty
If you just wanna be online friends with me so we can pseudo “keep up” gtfo