Art sucks. Poetry sucks. Everything is fucked. I suck. You suck. So if I am so anti-everything, why do I even bother "creating" anything? Well one has to do something with one's time. Welcome to my playground. I am the Dissident Poetician. Doing Poetician stuff is what i do. "Art is dead, don’t consume its corpse" - graffiti in the streets of Paris, May 68. Long live the spirit of May 68. Piss in the fountain of dada.
About Me
- dissident poetician
- i am the dissident poetician...i tear down fences with sardonic sardines and metaphysical cucumbers
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
SYSTEM OVERLOAD
Guy Fawkes
Propaganda by deed
My vendetta
is yr corrupt culture
Blow up the parliament
Time warp terrorist
The blood
of protestants
arouses
my sentiments
I draw
dotted lines
in the moist sand
Pick up seashells
Throw them
in a cauldron
Concoct a spell
of liberation
The condemned
shall be free
Retreat
underground
as the weather
changes
There's no need
to blow up
the banks
For a sea change
has swept
us over
Electronica
Terrorista
Feed yr sisters
Free our brothers
Respect yr mothers
Kill our fathers
Chip away
at the mainframe
IMF
World Bank
Redistribute
the numbers
equally
Divide by
6.5 billion
Free the zealots
from their chains
Superfluous
like coal trains
When the peons
share
the same
digits
No more
financial midgets
For
in abundance
the value
of Godhead's
sacred symbols
become
null and void
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