Thursday, October 18, 2012
Tuesday, October 16, 2012
This Digitation
An ant on a twig in a flood
can't conceptualize all that wet
force, nor can I even fake-imagine,
that is to say bullshit my way through,
what this digitation of being-human
is-or-means. My eyes and hands
sometimes attach themselves
(they are mammalian)
to that screen or this, and
this touch-screen or that
keyboard are twigs in the
something, which is of a something
else inside a whatever it may be,
which is purveyed retailishly.
I'm no more than a furloughed
extra in one of coding's lesser
dreams. Maybe you're an electric
fruit-fly, nothing personal. Maybe
we're real holograms, or holygrams,
merely faking ironic asides on
shit they call social media.
Perhaps most happenings now
pour forth frothily from corporate
virtualizers. That G to the P to the S
can pin my point doesn't mean
I'm being or that I'm found.
Hans Ostrom, 2012
can't conceptualize all that wet
force, nor can I even fake-imagine,
that is to say bullshit my way through,
what this digitation of being-human
is-or-means. My eyes and hands
sometimes attach themselves
(they are mammalian)
to that screen or this, and
this touch-screen or that
keyboard are twigs in the
something, which is of a something
else inside a whatever it may be,
which is purveyed retailishly.
I'm no more than a furloughed
extra in one of coding's lesser
dreams. Maybe you're an electric
fruit-fly, nothing personal. Maybe
we're real holograms, or holygrams,
merely faking ironic asides on
shit they call social media.
Perhaps most happenings now
pour forth frothily from corporate
virtualizers. That G to the P to the S
can pin my point doesn't mean
I'm being or that I'm found.
Hans Ostrom, 2012
Alive, I Am Allowed
Alive, I am allowed
to perceive large pieces
of whatever this stuff
is we call the world.
Today (what is today?)
I feel the arrangement
to be such a strange
and temporary contract,
one I never signed
but one I greedily fulfill.
Sunlight comes under
blinds, a jet plane high
sounds like an air-duct's
mumble, and later I must
go collect some things to eat.
Hans Ostrom, 2012
to perceive large pieces
of whatever this stuff
is we call the world.
Today (what is today?)
I feel the arrangement
to be such a strange
and temporary contract,
one I never signed
but one I greedily fulfill.
Sunlight comes under
blinds, a jet plane high
sounds like an air-duct's
mumble, and later I must
go collect some things to eat.
Hans Ostrom, 2012
Monday, October 15, 2012
Precise, Indifferent, Fluctuating
Hiram liked to piss outside in any season.
There's little reward in asking why.
It does have something to do with men.
Inquire of them. Or not.
Hiram, in socks, no shoes,
pissed outside in a rainstorm.
He said to himself,
"This is outstanding. It is right."
As urine flowed through
his cock into sodden grass
lit dimly, he thought, "One
trouble for humans is
that the universe is
absolutely precise (he
was looking at things
that could be only
what, when, and how
they were), in constant
flux, and indifferent to
human preferences.
Hans Ostrom 2012
There's little reward in asking why.
It does have something to do with men.
Inquire of them. Or not.
Hiram, in socks, no shoes,
pissed outside in a rainstorm.
He said to himself,
"This is outstanding. It is right."
As urine flowed through
his cock into sodden grass
lit dimly, he thought, "One
trouble for humans is
that the universe is
absolutely precise (he
was looking at things
that could be only
what, when, and how
they were), in constant
flux, and indifferent to
human preferences.
Hans Ostrom 2012
Saturday, October 13, 2012
Friday, October 12, 2012
While The Fascists Were Being Elected
While the fascists
were being elected,
much of the populace
was posting photos
of their cats on social
media, discussing desserts,
and exchanging
clever quips. The
fascists found the path
to power laughably
smooth. So they laughed.
Copyright 2012.
were being elected,
much of the populace
was posting photos
of their cats on social
media, discussing desserts,
and exchanging
clever quips. The
fascists found the path
to power laughably
smooth. So they laughed.
Copyright 2012.
Artists in an Empire
If you're an American, you're a citizen
of an imperial nation. A general
and a president (a general and
a president) gave us fair warning
about a military-industrial complex.
He had helped to defeat one earlier.
If you're an American artist (poet
or painter, musician, novelist . . .),
you're an artist in an imperial
nation, which makes empire
your business by default.
What can be done about this?
This begging question loiters
near you. You see it or hear it
or you don't. Or you do and don't.
What does an American's art
have to do with this American
empire? That's another question.
The questions pile up like
things an empire builds.
Hans Ostrom, copyright 2012
of an imperial nation. A general
and a president (a general and
a president) gave us fair warning
about a military-industrial complex.
He had helped to defeat one earlier.
If you're an American artist (poet
or painter, musician, novelist . . .),
you're an artist in an imperial
nation, which makes empire
your business by default.
What can be done about this?
This begging question loiters
near you. You see it or hear it
or you don't. Or you do and don't.
What does an American's art
have to do with this American
empire? That's another question.
The questions pile up like
things an empire builds.
Hans Ostrom, copyright 2012
Bank of Dreams
At the bank of dreams,
he deposited seven flesh-eating
nightmares and withdrew
one anxiety-dream in which
he has but three days to find
permanent accommodation
in the swarmed, oily city
of Otos, where many
apartment-structures look
like salmon roe, each spherical
unit holding one frantic life.
Hans Ostrom, 2012
he deposited seven flesh-eating
nightmares and withdrew
one anxiety-dream in which
he has but three days to find
permanent accommodation
in the swarmed, oily city
of Otos, where many
apartment-structures look
like salmon roe, each spherical
unit holding one frantic life.
Hans Ostrom, 2012
Said
Said, "Clouds, go over to my friend's
house, but don't drop rain."
Said, "Hawk, sit on a power-line
that stretches all the way to Paradise."
Said, "River, sip some tequila, then
salt-water, when you get there."
Said, "Star, you are what you are,
and far is your situation."
Hans Ostrom, 2012
house, but don't drop rain."
Said, "Hawk, sit on a power-line
that stretches all the way to Paradise."
Said, "River, sip some tequila, then
salt-water, when you get there."
Said, "Star, you are what you are,
and far is your situation."
Hans Ostrom, 2012
Wednesday, October 10, 2012
Tuesday, October 9, 2012
Monday, October 8, 2012
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