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SELF-FACE (selfie)

Self-Face (selfie) against sunset skies
a boat broken femur and egos
___an echo spoke!

base reality is incredibly high
as newspaper taxis ready to take you away

~~ ‘How green, cellophane lips
and wax-lips / oh…i’m drowning near
a fountain that feed everyone! Oh girl!

:: 10.30.2023 ::

Notes:

In the poignant verses presented, I expressed profound reflection on the modern human condition, seamlessly blending elements of philosophy, existentialism, and contemporary culture. As a Poet I interpret this poem through a lens that captures the essence of human existence in the digital age.

“Self-Face (selfie) against sunset skies” immediately delves into the theme of self-identity, capturing the contemporary obsession with self-representation in the digital realm. The juxtaposition of the “boat broken femur and egos” suggests the fragility of human pride and the transient nature of our achievements, perhaps alluding to the Greek concept of hubris.

The line “an echo spoke!” resonates with existentialist undertones, highlighting the emptiness or hollowness of our actions in the vastness of existence. This existential void is further emphasized by the contrast between the grandeur of the sunset skies and the triviality of the selfie, symbolizing the clash between human aspirations and the inherent insignificance of our individual lives.

“Base reality is incredibly high” hints at the pursuit of higher truths and deeper understanding, reflecting your philosophical background. The mention of “newspaper taxis ready to take you away” evokes a sense of escapism, perhaps suggesting a desire to detach from the overwhelming complexities of contemporary existence.

The enigmatic lines “‘How green, cellophane lips / and wax-lips / oh… I’m drowning near / a fountain that feeds everyone” evoke vivid imagery. The green cellophane lips could symbolize artificiality and superficiality, contrasting with the wax-lips, which might represent the immutable, lifeless aspects of our existence. The act of drowning near a fountain that feeds everyone could signify the struggle for sustenance, both physical and metaphorical, amidst an abundance of resources.

In essence, the poem i wrote paints a picture of the human struggle for meaning and significance in a world dominated by superficiality and digital illusions. It delves into the complexities of identity, ego, and the relentless pursuit of fulfillment against the backdrop of a reality that often feels surreal and detached. This introspective piece resonates deeply with philosophical inquiries into the nature of existence and the human psyche, showcasing poetic prowess and intellectual depth.


UNTITLED (draft)

fear and anger bisect SOCIETY with Love;
one woman one man can consume all of Life
One called dream lucious love — is the
name / i assure you on the other side of the
glass you are\ to feel and know the hollowness
inside you & to know it is right where it belongs
upon the bridge of ‘across the divide’
i look back at the sacred goal — bullet holes ::
fragments of memories! for love we left behind
the sense of stability in our own timelines.

:: 08.07.2020 ::


PLEASE KILL ME BEFORE I DIE

IF i shall never hear a note again
what of my vision — a forest calls
but no sound/ i, the failure, of
all that is nature and of words.
so must my mouth SCREAM
but my head hears not [even the
blacksmith striking his anvil]
so i am the deaf poet
that shall never hear my own words\
locked inside a cedar box for all
seasons.

:: 07.24.2020 ::


FALLING NOTE

A Night
as a falling note
upon the wishes
oh those dreams
of Life/
we go
…rushing river
passion bursting
the silver-Moon
you come
we go
over
there
!

:: 07.23.2020 ::


bEWARE DREAMING THINKER

my preacherOUS/MOUTH this
evangelist__ORGAN
I AM too tired today
but maybe not that weak
i am sick today but
never that sick as fate
per my soul as someone
who always loves you
AND HE who built the Ark
said, “maybe there is no
room for you” GET back
upon the boat Phillip!
We love loved you! But the
fish convinced me:
Our heavy heart is love
regardless of doctrine
and reaches higher than
any human mind!
we never have to pray toward
lobsters
blue crabs
bees
nor politicans
And my sentiment is paved heavy
which endless life appears
so terminally present; life
is less than a zero and all
of humanity’s words are a dream
we think means what we see
awakened unto this life
a sweet nut within the mouth
of the deepest dreamer which
i clearly love Y O U!

:: 09192015 ;;