Low on the Highline (part 84)

Posted by on Sep 11, 2013 in 2013, poeticonotpolitico
Low on the Highline (part 84)

Aiming all directions amongst the caribou, the boxcars stand at ready, lined in rows of Red and Blue. From Billings to Lincoln, around the desert towns, they can track to any place where the free might still be found. Sent in Cable Splicers set up the Garden Plot; Leave imploded bodies, their gods will sort […]

Opera of the Puppets

Opera of the Puppets

[reengineered puppeteering] among the seven billion we are the cantastorie we are not the corporate heads or bankers doing the Russian Mafia’s laundry washing the filthy gains of the Karzai brothers cleaning for the cartels we sing of the dancing marionettes forced to fund the weaponized might- actors of enforcement for the global manipulators we […]

Thanks for the Memories

Posted by on Sep 4, 2013 in 2013, Choken Word, Survival
Thanks for the Memories

I remember when. I remember when, I had one. A memory. I think. I remember when simple tests didn’t hurt my brain. When I didn’t feel like I just took the SAT after listing as many animals as I can in a minute. I score in the first percentile on that one. That is last […]

No Kings or Queens

Posted by on Sep 1, 2013 in 2013, Choken Word, Peace, politics, Survival, WAR
No Kings or Queens

I wonder what can we do? What does caring improve? How much can action move? When people don’t even believe in evolution. When people don’t even believe in climate change. When people believe in an Adam & Eve. Two sentient beings put on Earth in Eden. Naming animals like they were the chosen. And they […]

Taking Initiative

Posted by on Aug 30, 2013 in 2013, Choken Word, Climate Change
Taking Initiative

I bike them. We wake and ride. Wind in our hair as we get there, full of pride. For moving our bodies. For taking initiative. But they don’t know what initiative is but they have it. They have it in their movement. From their bed to their cereal bowl. From the clothes they toss on […]

Skyler Vander Molen

Posted by on Aug 30, 2013 in 2013, Interviews
Skyler Vander Molen

In 2010 my wife, Allie, and I had been married for a little under a year and were looking for something a bit more. We’d been living in Tallahassee for about the five or six years and despite having a few good friends, we didn’t have much of a community. Being a college town, naturally once people graduate they tend to leave. Early in the year we started talking with Allie’s sister, Lindsay, and her soon to be husband, Denny, about possibly moving back to our hometown somewhere in Brevard to try to do something.

The Beat Goes On

Posted by on Aug 27, 2013 in 2013, Choken Word, Peace, Survival, TheMachine, WAR
The Beat Goes On

it only takes one line to be crossed for any American President for the drum beat to begin · · · – – – · · · · · · – – – · · · · · · – – – · · · ships are moved planes are armed poison or nuclear the […]

W A R

Posted by on Aug 21, 2013 in 2013, Choken Word, Fear, Survival
W A R

They like the word war For it identifies the enemy The other Not on my block They like to point fingers Not in my America The public Is enemy number one To enforce laws To build more walls To tear families apart Separated from dreams Locked up and most often No father ever raised them […]

Vultures

Posted by on Aug 18, 2013 in 2013, Choken Word, Fear, Peace
Vultures

watching like vultures on the corner of a swamp where the bodies are piled in    high definition    streaming as the murders continue the West why do you not protect them as they claimed their freedom in the land of pharaohs as your drones fly high watching the carnage the West the East are […]

One Would Think

Posted by on Aug 18, 2013 in 2013, anxiety, Choken Word, Fear, psychology
One Would Think

One would think a poet has memory The ability to not only write but recite Birth words into the world and unite The zeitgeist’s voice With little choice Of not doing so The mission of the bard One would think a poet a master of words Planning out the cogency of propositions In order to […]

Volunteer A23-5

Posted by on Aug 16, 2013 in 2013, Choken Word, Fear, Futurism, Survival
Volunteer A23-5

I am volunteer A23-5 We made it here and we are fine There is little time to think So much to do to keep us alive Sometimes I dream of the western pioneers As we sit here in our tubed station Maintaining life support for no nation So that this will be here when you […]

Envy No One

Posted by on Aug 15, 2013 in 2013, Choken Word, Survival
Envy No One

I ask myself, what big thing am I going to do? How am I going to change the world? What stories am I going to leave behind To let the world know I might speak for the divine? But, I can’t think of anything more to say. I can’t think of any witty satire to […]

Thirty Second Flash

Posted by on Aug 12, 2013 in 2013, anxiety, Choken Word, Spirituality
Thirty Second Flash

It all moves so fast Through the hour glass Let us move slower Let us make it last As your limbs reach out to grasp As your head and body fall back Careening from consciousness Your life as you know it A video in fast forward Stitched together Nothing to second guess Only the best […]

Jason John

Posted by on Aug 1, 2013 in 2013, Interviews
Jason John

You seem to be working with very old subject matter, the figure, fabric and fruit and mixing it all together in a contemporary or new fashion. Why do we see those blended together in your work? When did this begin?

I have always been interested in making representational art. I think my subject matter has shifted quite a bit over the years. I have even went through a post apocalyptic landscape period in grad school. I think the subject has more to do with the way that I am trying to depict a certain kind of space. I think the figure, drapery and fruit best suit my needs at the moment. I am interested in personal identity. I guess in some way the figure is important.

On This Land

Posted by on Jul 30, 2013 in 2013, Choken Word, Peace, Survival
On This Land

There are ghosts on the road. They make the pavement cracked and old. They fill up your GPS with dots, connecting you from one grave to another. From brownstone to brownstone. As generations grow older and are born. So many faces are blurred together. So many variations on a theme. The living holding on to […]

Building a Nation

Posted by on Jul 5, 2013 in 2013, Choken Word, Survival, TheMachine, Truth
Building a Nation

At night in a cell A mind that is bound Remembers torn flesh found Remembers wrongs done As it looks for vengeance Upon the day to come As night dangles its dice Above the rabid mind Readying for the hunt Enslave a mind and build an army Ready to use fear to inflict Ready to […]

Eating Air

Posted by on Jun 28, 2013 in 2013, Choken Word, Survival, To Save Your Kind, Truth
Eating Air

We will be eating air, soon
From tablets
Capsules
Injected
To be unaffected

Losing Oneself

Posted by on Jun 21, 2013 in 2013, Choken Word, detox
Losing Oneself

Losing oneself is easy It comes from taking your time And giving it all away It comes from living for others And forgetting to bother You need an hour To think To breathe To eat It can happen at work By doing more than is expected Working late and on weekends It can happen at […]

Stay a While

Posted by on Jun 20, 2013 in 2013, Choken Word, detox
Stay a While

Time between stories, bubbles of consciousness. Telling the same story, over and over and over. About inequality. About revolution. About love and hate. Pick a day and a year, be it right hear or far away. Put your finger on the calendar and know that somewhere, there is a war. Over rights. Over inequality. The […]

The West

Posted by on Jun 8, 2013 in 2013, anxiety, Choken Word, detox, Survival
The West

We aim to detox from you Not from a drug or an addiction But from you, our culture Which has polluted the environment Which has poisoned our bodies Which has programmed our children To believe they always will need your products To believe they can never be here, now As we always look for the […]