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, November 18, 2014
we're all cogs in an enormous machine, there's a lot of dust to clean
this goes out to people in the margins, and the people in between
the military industrial complex, war is good for the economy
a light behind the rainbow reflects, the complicity of you and me
I was born into a poor family, money means very little to me
it's just a means to and end, there's no need to pretend
they we are actually civilised beings, rampant greed is the enemy
this world is run by men with expensive pens, mountains of money to defend
we're all blind to the privilege, unaware of the disease, memes of greed
forget about need, this is what we want, we're all here to sow the seeds
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