gold drains cover the remnants of
ancient ducks, unable to breathe
the old man who sells his land
and becomes a spectator in his own family
is also patronized in what looks like gold
covered, he preserves his family
and so covers them entirely in gold
because to him they are worth the extreme
resale of his own farm as extreme, he's criticized
by people not in his shoes
who with nicer shoes sold their farms first
but did not cover every possession with gold
not like this man.
The man decides gold later is too heavy
and that if you were born on the land you remained
because dappled in gold you inveigh enough
no one will contest your rightful claim
with land at a premium it's not surprising
an easy way for business grads and success
by marketing and involved alchemy:
of human flesh + gold bones
one explanation for Maya infidelity is gold, fate
since its glow was first shown irresistible
by Spanish invaders, the Maya were exposed
vulnerable to fancy, being wooed by beards that loved gold
they first put their feet in, and wet, sunk deep into gold ponds
and were soon stuck and carried home, they remained
lack backs, European muscle not being impressive
the Maya struggled on their land, as theirs
as the statues indicate pride until Spain
Finally, with a move to rid Mexico of gold
arrived in ships instead of muscle to cart home
obstinate artifacts staking the jungle possessions
once on the continent the statues treasures
were put in towers, stored, patted
behold these relics, statues of warriors, our riches we found
while occupying a small terrain.
Most used the language they had
and some sang or built storage units
keep the gold away from subjects increases its value
But the Maya ingenuity created calendars, astronomy
left behind, unready to surrender to a wooden boat
plotting a course for populated cities whose little regard
is a great place for vengeance, where no one expects
a few armed soldiers smelting to bring down a nation
because – the township opines – the union is soft
and incongruent with colonization and puppet regimes
so Maya, tight in the hold, patient to destabilize
Europe's method economy, the Dutch bankers
sold the idea Spain keep the gold abroad
charged interest, a win/win, but Spain between gasps
sputters to kneel, because Maya gold now liquid
there now phalanxes of Maya warriors disguised as gold
Coat Europe, gold went cheap, the Dutch smile.
Friday, February 26, 2010
Monday, February 22, 2010
Sunday, February 21, 2010
Friday, February 12, 2010
it's who you know
A CEO or a baron, a multimillionaire by all estimations, could befriend all of Washington, and it is then said that all of Washington has befriended a wealthy aristocrat with ties to global capital via his infinite commericial network, an aristocrat capable of sealing the fate of thousands of children through the most basic economic decisions made at his companies.
We don't fault these Washingtonians for the friends they keep. We never say, “He has links to murderous global capitalism. His candidacy should be questioned and he should be imprisoned without trial.” Service to capital, no matter how destructive to human life, is never regarded as terrorism.
We don't fault these Washingtonians for the friends they keep. We never say, “He has links to murderous global capitalism. His candidacy should be questioned and he should be imprisoned without trial.” Service to capital, no matter how destructive to human life, is never regarded as terrorism.
Thursday, February 11, 2010
not ilk
Will there be prizes leftover
when the incentives are refunded
the refund is a refusal to engage
flanges get a refund when unsuitable
a momentary takeover of rebuke
missile comfort
hang your head from the lintel
urge pace
Dock in heaven we are told
I'm honestly guessing
coherence please
as to the esophagus plain adheres
collusion must
as it tramples a bile twentysomethings
shouldering the musket
shouldering AR15s (widowmakers)
an empty reference pest
refuels the reply to return politely
make Amens
I gave back my body as a refund
I gave back my rent check
I gave back my quarterpounder
I gave back my dead guys
The only questionable project is the food.
Sunday, February 07, 2010
Saturday, February 06, 2010
A small scout should promise entirely possible rebates
do you plan on addressing this conflict
we have with the spaghetti
order one pfaltzgrapf urn I have popped my head
floating outside the tent
based on reordering times
until my face is what a writeup contains
we constructed
we built this teeming
we are selling for Hershey Park
every participant with an opportunity to coagulate this donkey
and the preternatural fields were awag
bet i'm thinking i'm so parsley
cannot be assimilated into a proper cheese
but my nerve adventure nears its friend territoriality
and I want the amusement rides
why not write two essays
discuss the barbarity skin slap to rhythm
and recoil from nuke 'em
we have with the spaghetti
order one pfaltzgrapf urn I have popped my head
floating outside the tent
based on reordering times
until my face is what a writeup contains
we constructed
we built this teeming
we are selling for Hershey Park
every participant with an opportunity to coagulate this donkey
and the preternatural fields were awag
bet i'm thinking i'm so parsley
cannot be assimilated into a proper cheese
but my nerve adventure nears its friend territoriality
and I want the amusement rides
why not write two essays
discuss the barbarity skin slap to rhythm
and recoil from nuke 'em
Monday, February 01, 2010
coat
I am going to dress in a big puffy coat
this will double me in size
over that coat, I'm going to make sure I put another coat
and over that coat
i'm going to put another coat, another coat.
I'm going to put another coat until I'm mobile.
When I'm mobile I can move freely in the cold
because of several coats which I'm now invested in
I'm going to keep dressing until I don't own a coat.
If anyone asks me for a coat, I'm going to respond
that I have all I need, and to avoid complication
I can't start handing out coats because I don't have enough
to go around. Then I'll shiver and scrunch in my shoulders and
grab my coat.
this will double me in size
over that coat, I'm going to make sure I put another coat
and over that coat
i'm going to put another coat, another coat.
I'm going to put another coat until I'm mobile.
When I'm mobile I can move freely in the cold
because of several coats which I'm now invested in
I'm going to keep dressing until I don't own a coat.
If anyone asks me for a coat, I'm going to respond
that I have all I need, and to avoid complication
I can't start handing out coats because I don't have enough
to go around. Then I'll shiver and scrunch in my shoulders and
grab my coat.
Saturday, January 30, 2010
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
"solo"
Únicamente, nada más, sin otra cosa:
no me atrevo a cruzar el bosque
Expresamente, sin otra intención
te escribo solo para felicitarte.
Único en su especie
Porción de terreno donde se destina a edificar
Que está sin otra cosa o que se considera separado de ella
Dicho de personas, sin compañía
Que no tiene quien le ampare o consuele
Desierto: Composición o parte
de ella para una única voz o instrumento
interpretó un solo de piano.
no me atrevo a cruzar el bosque
Expresamente, sin otra intención
te escribo solo para felicitarte.
Único en su especie
Porción de terreno donde se destina a edificar
Que está sin otra cosa o que se considera separado de ella
Dicho de personas, sin compañía
Que no tiene quien le ampare o consuele
Desierto: Composición o parte
de ella para una única voz o instrumento
interpretó un solo de piano.
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
"punta"
Extremo agudo o afilado de algo, generalmente alargado
Extremo de una cosa
Ángulo externo de algunos objetos
Clavo pequeño y delgado
Pequeña cantidad de algo
Lengua de tierra generalmente baja y de poca extensión que se mete en el mar
En el fútbol, posición avanzada o de ataque
jugador que la ocupa
Zapatillas de ballet con un refuerzo en el extremo
En gran abundancia
Extremo de una cosa
Ángulo externo de algunos objetos
Clavo pequeño y delgado
Pequeña cantidad de algo
Lengua de tierra generalmente baja y de poca extensión que se mete en el mar
En el fútbol, posición avanzada o de ataque
jugador que la ocupa
Zapatillas de ballet con un refuerzo en el extremo
En gran abundancia
Saturday, January 23, 2010
"el menos malo es el más bueno"
Similar to many other democracies, the world of Costa Rican political commercials is usually pretty grim, with candidates portrayed as either scions of the community, conveyed by action photos of each interacting with others: helping their constituents; or as eloquent and dutiful public servants, shown speaking candidly to the audience directly "though" the camera.
Costa Rica is a direct democracy; you vote in your own president and congress directly, no electoral college, which fact is important when the above commercials are made, since the only requirement is to win a majority of the popular vote. Costa Rican presidents don't have primaries and they aren't required to win in otherwise innocuous battlegrounds like Ohio and Iowa.
So needless to say, I was much surprised with Christian Democrat Luis Fishman's series of commercials, "el menos malo es el mejor" (the least worst is the best). The most hyperbolic and outlandish of these being this one here.
I'm not sure about the baby and the chorus of pregnant women, but if you're interested, there's another video of his explanation of the video's symbolism: something garbled about babies representing new starts and days after elections...blek.
Here's the song's translation:
I'll vote for Luis
my baby will be born soon
The least worst is the best
that's why i'm voting for him
He's the best.
A realist, w/o illusions, I believe him
that's why in February
I'll give my sincere vote to Luis
I'll support the least worst
with flags and a banquet
I'll celebrate it honking*.
I'll follow him.
I'll vote for him.
He's the besssssssssssst!
“The least worst is the best. Fishman.”
[*In Costa Rica, soccer and election victories are celebrated with incessant car honking.]
Costa Rica is a direct democracy; you vote in your own president and congress directly, no electoral college, which fact is important when the above commercials are made, since the only requirement is to win a majority of the popular vote. Costa Rican presidents don't have primaries and they aren't required to win in otherwise innocuous battlegrounds like Ohio and Iowa.
So needless to say, I was much surprised with Christian Democrat Luis Fishman's series of commercials, "el menos malo es el mejor" (the least worst is the best). The most hyperbolic and outlandish of these being this one here.
I'm not sure about the baby and the chorus of pregnant women, but if you're interested, there's another video of his explanation of the video's symbolism: something garbled about babies representing new starts and days after elections...blek.
Here's the song's translation:
I'll vote for Luis
my baby will be born soon
The least worst is the best
that's why i'm voting for him
He's the best.
A realist, w/o illusions, I believe him
that's why in February
I'll give my sincere vote to Luis
I'll support the least worst
with flags and a banquet
I'll celebrate it honking*.
I'll follow him.
I'll vote for him.
He's the besssssssssssst!
“The least worst is the best. Fishman.”
[*In Costa Rica, soccer and election victories are celebrated with incessant car honking.]
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
every Scout should replace water periodically
This is from a longer piece called swords with lord baden-powell
our great wetlands
where land is wet so sure
there will be abuses (hold on
to your auto fruition
not to mention unclean subject)
to nominal rejection by opposite sexos
where these are in opposing
life into a gamer's game schedule
small ants collect around scouts' middles
these are food the real slow food
ant vs. whoever grasshopper
enormous vs. steadily enlarging
swollen for a reason vs. taking up inordinate planning
for the family planning entry
small stork wage a war for survival
in a scout's nurturing hand, the charges democratize
and the stork learns a to appreciate fragile homes
a lesson from here:
these lands opened up for development
without asking
no one with permission and rules
is interesting enough to flying animals.
our great wetlands
where land is wet so sure
there will be abuses (hold on
to your auto fruition
not to mention unclean subject)
to nominal rejection by opposite sexos
where these are in opposing
life into a gamer's game schedule
small ants collect around scouts' middles
these are food the real slow food
ant vs. whoever grasshopper
enormous vs. steadily enlarging
swollen for a reason vs. taking up inordinate planning
for the family planning entry
small stork wage a war for survival
in a scout's nurturing hand, the charges democratize
and the stork learns a to appreciate fragile homes
a lesson from here:
these lands opened up for development
without asking
no one with permission and rules
is interesting enough to flying animals.
Monday, January 18, 2010
Sunday, January 17, 2010
Sunday, January 10, 2010
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
Monday, December 21, 2009
rules me hates rules
A big book managing
Can challenge
While the book slept
Unearthing occurring
My privilege was inept
A soul wept
Into it’s darning
My fever went swim
In stocking stuffing.
Can challenge
While the book slept
Unearthing occurring
My privilege was inept
A soul wept
Into it’s darning
My fever went swim
In stocking stuffing.
Thursday, December 10, 2009
arts we draw
Deeply soul
knew my grown voice
knew it
kneel and paint
kneel to paint
individuals choices
arts really makes me
feel my heart
desires are telling me
see the worlds, the voice
the colors picked for
the arts we do
imply the feeling
of the artist while doing.
Arts we do
contain colors
reveal our hearts
what these colors do is revealing
and clothing can too
kneel and paint
does your heart feed reveal?
Maybe your heart feed reveals
like a pig or like me
who paints for escape
words safe words
A big word like banana
to see the inside of your heart.
knew my grown voice
knew it
kneel and paint
kneel to paint
individuals choices
arts really makes me
feel my heart
desires are telling me
see the worlds, the voice
the colors picked for
the arts we do
imply the feeling
of the artist while doing.
Arts we do
contain colors
reveal our hearts
what these colors do is revealing
and clothing can too
kneel and paint
does your heart feed reveal?
Maybe your heart feed reveals
like a pig or like me
who paints for escape
words safe words
A big word like banana
to see the inside of your heart.
Saturday, December 05, 2009
Yogurt Most Certainly
I stick my spoon in halfway
Then you stick your spoon in halfway
And we’ll share this yogurt its new
Flavor returns beat investments only with good taste
Spitting out yogurt wastes the money you spent
Spitting out yogurt with money you spent is actually a waste.
Never hasten to probe yogurt you’ve learned to correctly taste
The smell sitting before your tongue is taste in a haste:
Your body is becoming harder while you wait
For the yogurt that renews your litmus
When you hold something so sacred on your tongue
Changing colors will reward you with an answer to boldness
Hold your tongue, feel the yogurt medicate.
Stick your spoon in three-quarters way
Then I stick my spoon in three-quarters way.
Let’s play swords.
The first to be satisfied by lengthy curtains
Touched up with new yogurt’s powerful ambitions
Your eyes are softening and running out of your head
They are transformed into yogurt
And a nice neighborhood with activism.
Yogurt, the spelling bee of the mouth!
A champion discus tosser hurls a new flavor into the region
Of your face and you should react by opening up
And saying, “Pro-biotics”
Which are boring remnants of God from being dead.
I have nothing but boots in my yogurt clothing routine
When I decide which yogurt to commandeer and
Non-fucking-fat cottage cheese is what entirely happened!
Normal cottage cheeses don’t stick so often
Haphazardly peeling the ripped foil before you’ve taste experimented
Is like going to a firefight with only a rubber glove on your head.
If you want to know what a lifelong bout with terminal diseases feels like
Understand how yogurt is made inside a cobra’s poisonous glands
When and only when the snake turns
Fire a missile and fill the yogurt enough into a latex glove.
Now you are safe, now you can curl up and comprehend.
Then you stick your spoon in halfway
And we’ll share this yogurt its new
Flavor returns beat investments only with good taste
Spitting out yogurt wastes the money you spent
Spitting out yogurt with money you spent is actually a waste.
Never hasten to probe yogurt you’ve learned to correctly taste
The smell sitting before your tongue is taste in a haste:
Your body is becoming harder while you wait
For the yogurt that renews your litmus
When you hold something so sacred on your tongue
Changing colors will reward you with an answer to boldness
Hold your tongue, feel the yogurt medicate.
Stick your spoon in three-quarters way
Then I stick my spoon in three-quarters way.
Let’s play swords.
The first to be satisfied by lengthy curtains
Touched up with new yogurt’s powerful ambitions
Your eyes are softening and running out of your head
They are transformed into yogurt
And a nice neighborhood with activism.
Yogurt, the spelling bee of the mouth!
A champion discus tosser hurls a new flavor into the region
Of your face and you should react by opening up
And saying, “Pro-biotics”
Which are boring remnants of God from being dead.
I have nothing but boots in my yogurt clothing routine
When I decide which yogurt to commandeer and
Non-fucking-fat cottage cheese is what entirely happened!
Normal cottage cheeses don’t stick so often
Haphazardly peeling the ripped foil before you’ve taste experimented
Is like going to a firefight with only a rubber glove on your head.
If you want to know what a lifelong bout with terminal diseases feels like
Understand how yogurt is made inside a cobra’s poisonous glands
When and only when the snake turns
Fire a missile and fill the yogurt enough into a latex glove.
Now you are safe, now you can curl up and comprehend.
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