Showing posts from June, 2013


There's creatures
on this concrete,
soaking up the rain
in their shivers.

They wrap themselves
in clown masks to warm their faces, and we all become our covers.
We build walls of collectives classes and criminalisation, which are polite dehumanisation, to ease the mass's conscience.
The ambition of self-preservation is prescribed by the ignorant to those who want to stay breathing, and on their plastic pedestals.
Desperation is manufactured to perpetuate egoism, for that is the structure of our shield from the wind.
Still, You can get frost bitten or feel the warmth of freshly spilt blood through the latex gloves of your spending.
All these ambitions: our fabricated atmosphere, are prescribed by the ignorant to those who want to survive the recession,
they safeguard from thought, and personhood,
for particularity is not found in consumption.

Written during the last week of May and the first week of June 2013, out of the cognitive dissonance caused by working with the homeless in the shopping/club…