Two Rams

Two Rams

Two rams,
separated
by a real
wired threshold.
Two rams
wishing 
they could 
break through 
and each beat the other 
down.
But these rams
don’t live
in some 
liminal space, 
tenured and
impermeable.
They crash their heads
into each other
through the wire
over and over,
cranial bone on cranial bone
until they tire.
I daresay
I hope 
the wire 
holds,
but 
harbor 
a secret 
wish. 
Not rhetorical,
not academic,
not reasonable.

In the Shadows | #DDA1 for Netnarr

My first go at the #netnarr Daily Doodah Alchymystry.  You control the pace of this narrative, the direction, and the volume.  You can ‘reply’ to it. Or make your own.  A simple ‘choose your own adventure’.  For me, I took the word “shadow” as a narrative entire and looked for images on tumblr and Google Images that…fit.  Let’s play!

The second zeega below is one I screencast with my own pacing.  Compare yours to mine.

 

 

Step Right Up. Get Ready. It’s Coming…It’s Here

These maps
overlay the world,
pinned by software,
transparent,
infinitely determinable,
like GPS
reducing eternity and infinitude
in object and shape and dimension
to metes and bounds and points.
It’s the end of the world
or of a world.
A New Globe
ubiquitous and singular.
The old, coarse burlap of before
has been cut,
unmeshed,
re-contextualized,
translated,
de-natured and distilled and
repurposed into postcards of no longer discoverable places.
ad-riddled
and resold,
our custom-made
imaginary apocalypse
of unreality,
mapped.