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Superflat Mendacious Art

Can they speak for themselves
Or do they have wires on their mouths?
These are my scary little thoughts
Rolling around my head.
I don’t mean to offend.
I’m so in love
It makes me sick.
Hurt, hurt,
Nauseating hurt.
The machine devours human hearts,
expels commodities
for thoughtless masses.
The male genius
a fucking hypocrite.
Superflat affectation.
The woman artist
Our voice,
What fucking Voice?
Moral: “When¬†Art ¬†becomes a mass produced nonentity, It’s the end for all creative cognition amongst humanity”

American Girl


don’t intend to continue
yes for her
them that sleep
the army
that I am here
run for the day
evening wake up
we do not faint
rough I’m not
the people here
ruled they were
I right at the back
the billion pic
whats going to happen
the media on it
who happy in this time


All the things I’m afraid of writing in my diary
All the things I’ve been taught are wrong
All the things written in police reports
Cold hard facts of hatred
But my dreams contain these horrors
And I’m forbidden to write them
Forbidden to show them
Forbidden to say them
But they happen
Yet it’s not appropriate for the community
Reality is not good for the community
Only fairy tales
Can’t even say the words
The words women fear most
But we’re called them
They happen to us
But it’s inappropriate for the community
To express your feelings on them


America in the 21 Century

art means nothing.

everything is just fine and dandy,

there is no pain or suffering in the world,

so buy yourself an iphone and plug yourself into the system.

tune in and drop out.

art from pain is just another commodity at your local pop culture store.

buy it, its cool and trendy.

your life is perfect,

you can buy what others have.

and if you can’t… destroy them.

crush their soul, push them out,

they can make their art,

but you can kill them

and then sell it back to the kids.


Free with a degree, Trapped

I read a story should be about the
“How and Why?”
The hard part is writing
“The Stretch In Between”
I just read a story about the
“Differences In Being female”
It reminded me of something I abhor
“Societal Rules”
Along with it’s ever present
So I wonder in America today
“Is Freedom Only For Rebels?”
I can’t help but ask myself
“Is Freedom Being A Rebel?”
Because it seems to be a certified success today
“the only option is conformity”
So I wonder,
“Did All The Great Poets Have Degrees?”
If they didn’t it seems today that
“Greatness Is Overrated”
Because TODAY
“Degrees Are Your Only Path To Mild Obscurity”
The modern truth is
“The genius In Poverty Deserves No Degree”
It seems are fast food nation has once again forgotten that
“The Great Painters Of History All Died poor”
At least
“Now They Can Be Ghostly Trillion-ares”
But the colleges say
“Come And Be Creative”
They grin and say
“We Welcome The Hard Working”
But all the scholarships are won by
“Smiling Faced Degree Accredited poets”
I guess the new hip counter-culture movement is
“Not ‘On The Road’ But ‘Off-The Road”
Lets all cheerfully welcome what the dying American Art Movement needs TODAY
“Today’s M.A. Earned American Pioneers in Outlaw Thought”
Their creative genius
“Payed For In Gross Tuition Fees”
Still wet from the harsh jungle of upper middle class America where
“Daddy’s Credit Card Will Provide Your Creativity”
All their
“Passion For Art Is Proved And Paid”
The websites will host their
“Smiling Thumbnails with proof of paid for artistry”
Today we can safely adopt the motto
“Never-mind Art Speaking For Itself”
Joyfully walk down the cattle shoot
“Scholarships are for the conformists”
And remember
“freethinkers never changed the world”