TALL
You have to love
irony
there you are laughing
at your crazy distorted image
in the crazy distorting mirror
until someone informs you
there isn’t nothing
crazy distorting
about
that mirror
at all
or you laughing out loud
about the tiny-mindedness
of Swift’s Lilliputians
when from
Jonathan’s perspective
it is
the entire human race
that is
(stretched to
full height)
but six
seven inches tall.
HEY POEM
hey poem
structurally
speaking
are you
wrestling? are
you
striptease?
looked for you
in Barthes mythologies
did not
find you
maybe you are
not a part of
any
system
of signs
have
nothing to do
with culture
at all
EXPANDED
come back
when I have expanded
come back when I’m
about to go galactic
right now I am going to
be trivial, sound run
of the mill
exploring how
my silly little brain comes
to terms with
my silly little life
like those word-
wizards oc this post post
late capitalist age
wearing their cheap
durable llastic accolades
as if
they were gods
poems 2 die for