Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts

Monday, August 31, 2009

Photography- A poem

Photography,

Photo journalistic,

Everyday, realistic.


Commercial, architecture, landscape, artistic,

Industrial, fashion, ethnographic, pornographic.


Big Brother, fallace, stealer of souls, vouyer.

News seller, instant gratifier, man pleaser, woman abuser.


Barthes, Sontag, Cindy Sherman,

Virginia Woolf, Warhol. Weegie, Francesca Woodman,

Leibovitz, Adams, Arbus, Tina Modotti,

Nan, Evans, Hoffer and even the Paparazzi.


Cheap whore, digital manipulator, image poser,

Center fold, coupons, Jackie O and Marilyn Monroe.

Where did they go:


Lifeless paper product, painter's picture mess,

C-type, digital archival,

Sepia, black and white, hard drive retrival.


Image addict,

Image taker,

Image maker,

image seller,

image buyer.


Newspaper, magazine, graphics and ads,

TV, dreams, even the trash.


Billboards, subways, phones and buses:

Utopia:

Surreal, crop, stretched and air brushes.


Modern ideal.

Surface manipulator.

Brain conditioner.

Consent manufacturer.


Oh Photography,

I got you in my eye.

A few thousand dollars,

A BFA, A critical scholar.


Or maybe a nerd,

Just boys with toys.

Telephoto genitals, with motor drive action.

Studio lights, umbrella traction.


Oh Photography,

You proprietor of obscene.

Detailed, de-sensitized.

Court ordered, jury analyzed.


Click, image, copy, edit, paste, print or post.

Myfacespace, twitter, flicker,

An internet media overdose.


Pry, spy, your friend's friend's acquaintances.

Parties, picnics, reunions and shows.

Visits, vacation, style, shoes and clothes.


Pics, photos, images, jpegs and giffs.

Snap shot, portrait, panoramic, Kodak kiss.


Exacerbate:

Divorce, break-ups, jealousy, envy, love and fears.

Devour and captivate society for years.


Slaves to Western and Capitalist desires,

Destruction of Earth with psychological, monetary empires.

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Wednesday, August 19, 2009

Miami Shores inspired Poem

"American City"


American city, your roads make me gasp,
Hold my breath with cancerous anxiety.

Your sidewalks, 
Ancient ruins of time passed: A failed optimism for Utopian desire:
A house, a yard, a car for every person.

Now derelict, termite infested, but rented.
Chlorinated chemical water runs through rusted, moldy spickets to 
Rinse pesticide seasoned vegetables.
And yet they remain so tasteless.

But who  cares?
Suburban middle class zombies?
Created with media placed propaganda.
Born and inoculated with DisneypepsiMccocacola ideologies.

Oh Wal-Mart, 
how we love your homogenized Chinese products.
Oh America, 
how we love your multi-million dollar cathartic films,
They bring my mind to no place and inspire nothing.

Your theme park inspired retail caters to any identity I desire:
I am a professional, 
My wallet lined with the best credit cards, 
SUV, Hummer, Super boat, designer label, mall bought, 
bleached teeth smile, with slick greasy hair style.

I'm cool, I pay for the gas.
Beep your horn, and rev your engine.
We are at war with each other.
Everyone get out of my way: road rage lifestyle: compete or die.

Big screen television dream.
Bought it at Target.

Open my cupboard: Macaroni and Cheese, delicious.
Ambian, Prozac, antibiotic, Listerine.

Collagen bovine beauty:
Manicure, pedicure, dye and wax

Acrylic nails, hair extensions
And silicone sacs.

Oh, American city
How we want to steal your money and suck your blood.
Chop your trees and cement your grass.
American city you are dead.



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