Prosperity

Prosperous ghosts leave their party streamers on the ground.
We pick them up, examine them, with a zoom lens,
imagining the parade we must have missed.
A second parade of brooms comes by,
men doing their jobs, to clear the streets for passersby.

How do you say fuck you in Chinese?

Tend to your brother's wounds.
The bento box lifestyle is a chip.
We live a life devoted to charity.
The world isn't over.
But it's not happening here.

All our brothers are long-lost.
The invasion occurred.
The masters live among us.
Discreetly.

Abstract expression was of course an act of decadence.
We should have known.
It was obvious.
And now that will never pass again.
At least not here.

Dogtooth

The outside world is no doubt of pernicious influence.

Thing is, the inside world is pernicious as well.

Perfect children with perfect bodies.  

The use and misuse of narrative. 

I woke up and the boy was killing a cat.  

Everywhere a lack of tenderness. 

Perhaps incest is a hard fast injunction.

Maybe the race is against boredom.  

City of glass

We do not vote for issues.
We are voting for people.
If we were to vote for issues,
everything would be referendum.
The fractions aren't the only vestiges of slavery.
Any investigation into character is an
investigation in the art of instigating.
Who are we searching for?
Soldiers who treat every march as a battle.
Life's a fight.
Heaven is a tattoo, covering the scars of conflict.
Would you trade child abuse for patricide?

The disappointment

There is only one mountain.
There always has been one.

But maybe it's just a slope.
25 million men, and they're all named,
Sisyphus.

The boulder is there to rest upon.
Me and my other.

My one.

Lection

Slow and stupid wins the race.
timidity as a superpower.
headache isn't the word.
Cranial awareness might work.

Just say no to drugs, Nancy cried.
Drugdealers are the bosses,
Of the real democratic party.
I don't know who i work for.
But no one should work for me.
Freedom means feeling free.

the empire

Where is the empire located?
How far back do we have to trace?

The boats have unmoored long ago in this country.

They are launched in others.

What now is left?

Endless objects.  A code, left to be destroyed.

To fight is to lose.

To win is to throw off the yokes of an increasingly small territory.

It isn't even the self that you fight for.

The fight is to inject humor and ambiguity, prophecy and poison.
(where?)
In vanes.