8.1.21

poem for poe for po for p ?

words are music and melting portraits

stories want to end but fiction wants to stay

fiction is a god and we manias of that god

fiction wants to stay with us as a spirit drooling over us

novel displays gadgets for image making

 

fiction has turned into merchandise

avoiding fiction has also turned into merchandise

 

fiction is a musical not a moral art

a story has nothing to do with fiction

the storytelling experts that were hating

 

we also hate psychology

that explains the unexplainable

and drags spirit through a charivari of facts

 

we need to find not the right word for the right situation

but the right madness for the right vision

 

why are we writings words for images we dont have?

the image comes and in it words are tucked like love notes in school snacks

one has to eat carefully so as not to destroy the words

 

stories arent written by humans but applesoft

technology is our narrative

 

time isnt money  its freedom

no its not freedom

its words and words are neither money nor freedom nor even time

but something else we cant find the word for

 

when the last projector screens the last film the world will end

 

it has a story perhaps but if it does its only a small part of novel

 

sadoo   just a flickering image  a forgotten song

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