Well as it is I already missed it; the first day of my blogging life. but luckily there was a day after yesterday. I think that time left in blogger purgatory has let me gain a perspective that I want to have in this blog. I'm going to do the 30 days of poetry, if not out of "shear" respect for the festive month long festivities of NO-shave November, but to start this blog off as a sort of artistic outlet that I find I often need. I don't have a place to unload my fascination with poetry, music, and cinema. So, this will be it! It seems like a perfect fit.
My first piece is one that I created after reading Ralph Ellison's The Invisible Man . Its creation is not directly tied to the work but takes its own feeling:
Note to society: The Cogs have Voices
I am your blood.
Moving inside you,
Giving you life,
Lubricating your machine.
I am your lungs.
Your respiration is my will,
Your breath, my whim.
I tickle your throat
And you know that cough is mine.
I am your big toe.
The stability of your foundation
Crucial to any step
In any direction.
If you cut me off,
You will fail.
The next piece was on that I wrote yesterday (that I failed to post) that kind of reflected how I felt about blogging and my hypocritical view of the online version of "Me":
"Rhyming is fun till someone gets hurt"
Fuck Twitter
And Facebook
And all Kinds of spaces
Lets skate
Get milkshakes
Match faces with Faces
In too much a hurry
with no place to go
with knowledge in hand
we have nothing to know
we invest in technology
Buying all that we can
We prepare our apology
For the betrayal of man
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