Newspoem.

Albatross

Newspoem 1 April 2013

(after Curtis White and Robyn Hitchcock)

we don’t know how we don’t know you
demapped: ignorance is scribbled across an ancient terrain
by plutocrats rethinktanking ancient cartographies
a two hundred year civilization
rejects the sovereignty of a six thousand year one
remember when war meant a conflict
between our safety and a credible threat
from an advanced industrialized militarized country?
and the idea of war was to win them and end the threat of them? forever?
remind me our mission in afghanistan i forgot

i’m too distracted playing by the rules
monopoly on credit
owing more on my house than its value
student loans worth more than my degrees
owing creditors more than i can ever earn
a rising tide sinking all ships
my shameful life has rejected the american dream like a bad heart transplant
i have a bad heart and 18% APR, nothing can make sense
so go ahead, repeat the idiocy endlessly until it overwrites truth
prepare me for endless war
against persia, against the ocean, against our gulf and theirs,
against ice, against alaska, north korea? of course.
democracy not a commons but an asinine payground, a dogpark
serving the interests of invisible CEOs
know how to solve the real problem of terrorism?
bomb countries where there aren’t enough terrorists yet
our soldiers who will put your lies on the line
we made the airplane, the light bulb, the car, the nuclear bomb, the drone:
of course we can make enemies
ice the geostrategic cake—the deliciousness of righteousness

first they brought back 1991, now 1979
1979 changes everything
Reagan arming Iran, Iraq, Central American torturers, Afghan rebels
disco bad haircuts Dahmer glasses red white blue crepe paper in the bicycle wheels
Jimmy Carter wore blue jeans and yellow boots to Three Mile Island
Truman Capote wore the same outfit to Studio 54
the color cables unfurled and were plugged into every home
the brainbomb fuse lit and on these strings we became entertainment marionettes
unable to finish a book or side two of Marquee Moon
North Korea? sure, bring back 1950 too. 1929? check.
but bring back the ocean, spring, gentle summer rains?

the concentration electronics splinter
phones smarter than us getting richer than us with more future than us
fight through this cobwebby fog of internet psychosis.
attention's gratification, every day put a new ad for yourself up in lights
if the only way to think, to know, to connect
is to cut myself off, terminate the information, delete accounts
turn off the 95% of the phone that isn't really a phone
ride out excruciating contractions for about forty weeks
the hallucinations, cravings, nausea, and voices that say you are no longer human
missed memes, amputated avatars, cadaverous miis rotting back into pixels
facing starvation without google to help you find a restaurant
and when finally forced to look inward into that void
and give expulsive birth to the bloody deformed self
screaming mad cold and unable to focus
life begins

get it? okay, so let me put it like this. water used to be free.
now water is poison, so we have to pay for it.
air is still free. think there aren’t people working on that?
you know how to boil a toad? slowly so it never looks up from its iphone
don’t look up
all you’ll see are record highs and angry birds

OLD DRAFT

albatross: newspoem April 2013
after curtis white and robyn hitchcock

we don’t know
we don’t know you
how demapped you are
how ignorance is scribbled across an ancient terrain
by plutocrats rethinktanking ancient cartographies
a two hundred year old civilization
rejecting the sovereignty of a six thousand year old one
remember when war meant
a conflict between our safety and a credible threat
from an advanced industrialized militarized enemy?
and the idea of war was to win and end them? forever?
can i remember? no. solve the recession by buying more drones.
we’re too distracted playing by the rules
owing more on our houses than their value
owing student loans worth more than our degrees
owing creditors more than we can ever earn
a rising tide sinking all ships
tethered to the dock of compliance
playing monopoly with credit cards
our shameful lives rejected the american dream like a bad heart transplant
we have bad hearts and 18% APR, nothing can make sense
so go ahead, prepare us for endless war
against persia, against the ocean, against our gulf and theirs, ice, alaska
ourselves?
our enemy’s enemy’s enemy may still actually be our friend
but like on facebook friend not meaning friend and not really free
not a commons but an asinine payground, a dogpark really
serving the interests of invisible CEOs
know how to solve the real problem of terrorism?
bomb countries where there aren’t enough terrorists yet
our soldiers who will put their lies on the line
as long as we can scribble some possible enemies
icing on the geostrategic cake—the deliciousness of righteousness

first they brought back 1991, now 1979
1979 changes everything
Reagan arming Iran, Iraq, Central American torturers, Afghan rebels
disco bad haircuts dahmer glasses and red white blue crepe paper in the bicycle wheels
Jimmy Carter wore blue jeans and yellow boots to Three Mile Island
Truman Capote wore the same outfit to Studio 54
the color cables unfurled and were plugged into every home
the brainbomb fuse was lit and we became entertainment marionettes
unable to finish a book or side two of Marquee Moon
north korea? sure, bring back 1950 too. 1929? check.
these are things i don’t need and don’t understand: Twin Peaks
and things i don’t understand but desperately need: the ocean, seasons, climate
the concentration electronics splinter
phones smarter than us getting richer than us with more future than us

to fight through this cobwebby fog of internet psychosis.
attention's gratification, every day a new ad for you up in lights
would you believe it if the only way to think, to know, to connect
is to cut yourself off, terminate the information?
delete your accounts
turn off the 95% of your phone that isn't really a phone
then ride out the excruciating contractions for about forty weeks
the hallucinations and voices that tell you you are no longer human
the missed memes, the amputated avatars, rotting miis
facing starvation without google to help you find food
and when you are finally forced to look inward
and give expulsive birth to your bloody unformed self
screaming mad cold and unable to focus
you will end the debate of when life begins
get it? okay, so let me put it like this. water used to be free.
now water is poison, so we have to pay for it.
air is still free. think there aren’t people working on that?
you know how to boil a toad? slowly so it never looks up from its iphone
don’t look up
all you’ll see are record highs and angry birds

 


Newspoetry by William at Spineless Books