Thursday, January 19, 2023

Middling

woe betide rising seas 
eternal crashing wave sound of television static
against minor league dreams settled for in the about-face of day 
or at least the face presented

establishing a subjectivity quotient
divide authentic self by several sets of external expectations
othering each moment fragmenting the frame 
until a scattered human mass comes cubist in photo reality

flat screen circumscribed set-headed
strike the side until the image clears
reorients into recognizable pixel structures or breaks
knock it into sensible sense or buy the next

over the hollow sea sound
the interlaced drone of the waves
the drone of the waves interlaced

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