CALAMITY

i. Excerpt (artist’s statement)

 

as planned

when hand

cramped I

blew out

 

the pilot

used a window

anhedonic

in the after

 

noon slunk

the bodega

for more and

unreliable

 

matches

the new method

a small known

joy

 

ii. Where There's Smoke (arrangement of Homo, 20XX)

 

We're getting all Rauchenberged up in here

was the first part of this mashup

on a sentence that is dubiously related, cheap and another decade.

The movement ex post minima: meta vs. meta-er vs. metallier:

I have the feeling               a confabulation is all that is left.

I get to feeling                   of that body's decline.

 

iii. The Critical Economy (nude installation, 20XY)

 

mimicking the usual

crowd

 

juiced

 

on a lone canvas

chair thighs

 

splayed

 

had not touched

for months

 

a human

 

wept around

the hall hugging

 

the tiny fuchsia millstone

 

we came

for you they said

 

it's perfect