As Aesthetics are the ground of art, so they say, so too, are politics the ground of culture.
If, with dog's tooth, even a reverence may glow, then so it flows, may the mystery of the life
of Paddy Chayefsky become more understandable in the eyes of Ken Russel, for poetry
is the ground of all, for the molecule itself is a poem, and this "matter," or "poetry" makes
"[the] nothing" {SPACE} happen, as in the vernacular, shit happens:
Kitchen Sink, you Orpheus
full of cat food meat and flaccid
salad leaves, how did our simple
crime drama become a cosmic vision?
How did strange molecular forms composed our vary
bean introit
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flag.
Kitchen Sink, gorilla head on flag,
bong fodder for madder wrong
and bladder, gong,
what simpletons have known
the joy of gong launchers?
Is Paddy mad now?
Does Ken Russel care?
About the headlong VELOCITY
of our actor's voices?
If Aesthetics is the ground of all Bong Fodder,
And Bong Fodder is the ground of all Culture,
Then Politics is a Sod Bong next to a bladder gong.
Oh Ailing-Yap-Yap
Childhood is sacred because it is within that period
that one is innocent of the knowledge that humanity
is a disease.
And adolescence is forgiveable because it is during this
period when one forms one's sick proclivities, one's
loves and addictions, and when one forms one's
devotion
to whatever shitty cults are available,
and they will all be shitty
until a 40 mile long hollow zeppelin VIRTOMNOUS arcs across the sky
with its cargo of squirming statuary
and 10 thousand person choir..
Until then, earth is a disease pit with no viable space program.
Until then, earth is nothing but
BONG FODDER.
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| heaven's boho |
to Martin Landau's "Rollin Hand" and Leonard Nimoy's
the "Amazing Paris".
