Wednesday, September 29, 2010

Something Indigenous Just Evaporated - October 8, 2010

Blueprint a microcosm and manufacture it overseas.

What about the tidal wave?
It arrived out of nowhere.

Physical prominence left empty.
Artists within a bubble.
Making solo shows of themselves.
What about the quest for authenticity?

Start to say trans-generational.
With somebody watching.
Voices map out my inner monologue.
My formula is formulaically contradicting.

Say things out loud.
I think this person.
And I think that person.
Is that someone I know?

There's no place for yes.
There's no place for no.


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