i'm basically a salt shaker
& u all my slugs
not like i respect osmosis not like i respect any of u just to penetrate &
to be
too stealthy for my own
(not like an expect)
wish u cd run wish i cd
please see me moreso a pepper grinder
i like me am small spicy
am always a
round
now for me
many days believing
myself to be good at people
many days i do not
now when u crack me
everyone eat(s)
ars poetica as grab bag of titles from some exhibit in le palais de tokyo
as usual we are greedy we want
and we want:
poems on post post material
poems on internet art practices
poems to objectify love
poems to victoriously note sadness
poems that detail the sexual life of objects
poems that outline compromised ideals
poems as table of contents
poems as summer revolutions
poems to catalogue the whole earth
poems to catalogue tourists zombies & phantoms
poems that uphold the fight against symmetry
poems that flaunt exoticism in the visual arts of late capitalism
poems to argue against darwin
poems to exile
poems to show the crisis or form in political discord
poems to unveil unicorns entrepreneurs & other mythical creatures
poems that paint the artist as a young snake
poems that paint the final days of modern thinking
poems that show europe, the red fish
poems that give reasons for stealing at an empty museum