"polymers" poems
Sandwiched in layers of liquid crystal display,
Encased in vats of plastic,
we
Voyaging in data-spheres, plumes of digital play.
Mindless,
In the soup of silicone,
all
Myth-makers,
Pouring over electro-spawned
networks,
fall
Workers,
In the buzz of bits and bytes, of
megabytes and terabytes,
down
Everyone
Far from the wood, the brine, the
mud that caked us,
In tighter and tighter
digitised projections,
click!
‘Like me’,
‘Share me’,
‘Leave your comments.’
Messages smoothed out in polymers,
Beyond reproductions of ourselves,
enter:
Deeper, delving in the mire of dream-conscious,
Now a waking voice,
Hardened, digitised, recorded in
bubbles, in drives, in clouds:
Numb numbers of numbers numb,
mirror.
A platform slotted home:
The motherboard!
To record the echo in the hollow
of our Being.
Sep 30, 2017
Sep 30, 2017 at 10:44 AM UTC
“The most important scientific revolutions all include, as their only common feature, the dethronement of human arrogance from one pedestal after another of previous convictions about our centrality in the cosmos.”
Stephen Jay Gould
Give me
vacuum tube torus Lorentz-Klein interference receptors
dual noble-gas maser integration processors
at least one
prosthetic Gaussian carbon-coated ribosomal Tesla coil
an anthropomorphic hierarchical temporal meme-pseudopod
some
support vector k-nearest neighbor algorithms
reverse engineered quantum optic die-cast silica motherboards
self-assembling three dimensional electro-active protein polymers
maybe even
a superconducting spectral alkali resonance analyzer
paired with
harmonizing piezoelectric kinematic thermal modules
dipped in
subzero Kurzweil-circuit nanite neurotransmitters
and voila!
God.
Dec 15, 2011
Dec 15, 2011 at 5:18 PM UTC
Hashtag:weirddreams
In a dream I looked upon a world like this;
The future was here. It was today. It was now and
the wings on birds had malted, and
the atmosphere was spent.
Spent, because currency had proven
worthless.
Hashtag:firstworldprobs
(piles
on top of
piles of washingtonsjeffersonsandgrants now sat
stagnant, Hashtag:getmoney
devalued over time by the American glutton who had paved our roads with imported plastic,
cheap polymers to build empires quickly, since we were so young with so little history so little culture and so little ritual. Hashtag:omgsoboring.
We played catch-up
by simply investing very little effort,
and paying very little respect,
With expectations of getting really *******
Big). Hashtag:sorrynotsorry
Which didn’t end up working. Hashtag:whoops
And so then we just burned up all that money, quite literally, ignited by the last few drops of oil we could manage to squeeze from Earth’s stones.
And its smoke, smelling faintly of our forefathers’ intentions, turned the turbines for our televisions and deep fryers while we sat and felt ourselves getting smaller and smaller.
Then I woke up, and realized it was only a dream.
Hashtag:
Dec 2, 2012
Dec 2, 2012 at 12:13 PM UTC
Not a day goes by where I don't wonder
What you'll be doing days from now
You'll be in a far away land
Charming everyone you meet with a shy smile and softly spoken words
Will they know of your strength too?
I'm sure they will
When I'm sitting in class,
Poring over polymers and systems and figures
Will you be by the harbor,
With paint stained fingers?
Maybe when I get home
And you're on your own,
We'll both pick up our guitars,
Different and yet alike
And strum an old Beatles tune
In perfect harmony
Jun 12, 2014
Jun 12, 2014 at 8:36 PM UTC
Cheap toxic plastic in friendly packaging;
bending under heat,
breaking under pressure.
What pseudo-efficiency.
Take out the silver!
Savor the feast, and
abolish interruptions.
Or stick with hollow forks.
Perfect polymers that crack
under the weight of your gluttony.
Your life– a feast, punctuated by
the casual dismissal of those
disposable *****
Nov 25, 2013
Nov 25, 2013 at 1:34 PM UTC
love has turned to frustration
and little things have begun to collect
like plastic floating in the whirl-pooling currents of the ocean
a small raft built to protect myself
to stay afloat
after treading, nearly drowning in the swirling masses
keeping my nose to the air
to breathe our oxygen
searching for ways to recycle a synthetic past into raw, earthy tones
dreaming of ways to live gently
and soothe a conscience full of unknown, hidden foes
one moments glance at the jungle of hardened polymers shining in the crusted sunlight -
i begin to realize they are not garbage, but gold
to be re-shapeable, to be reusable; is this not better than gold?
to keep firm and true to ones self, while being agile and accommodating, is this not worth much more?
to have a 75 year half-life;
slow, deteriorating, dissolving decomposition.
or to be re-formed. replenished.
you can recycle the past.
Jan 30, 2014
Jan 30, 2014 at 4:08 PM UTC
A tortoise ripe with lime stone wrinkles
Shakes off the final layers of that sediment
Crystal that had calcified itself to the classic side
Of the shelf.
Like a filthy barnacle that clings to the inside
Of my skull
& whispers phrases of Walden to the black one
Of my mind.
He threw that spider silk
& iron twine around a lion's
Spine as a sign of respect:
Then he yanked as a means to dissect
When it was least expected.
I was the envy & death smudged black
The ***** duffle bags under a skeletons
Hollow hole.
I hate you with every fiber.
Sep 20, 2014
Sep 20, 2014 at 1:13 AM UTC
Explain why fluorine and chlorine
are in the same group of the periodic table.
He blunders. There’s a question
on polymers soon
so he knows he’s *******
An afternoon in June
spent regurgitating answers
rehearsed a hundred times
in overcast classrooms.
He knows there’s a matter
of days before his mates
will go their separate ways.
Names he’s spoken for years
will decay over time,
cemented over by people
he hasn’t yet met.
Two, seven, two, eight, seven.
Seven electrons in their outer shell.
He’s surprised he knows,
the answer chiming
in his head like a peal of bells.
Oct 13, 2016
Oct 13, 2016 at 2:29 PM UTC
Dispose of them properly!
It might get caught
On the neck of some poor soul.
They are recyclable!
I prefer ones soft,
The ones polymers are made of.
Wear them loosely!
They aren't good for skin,
Besides these masks get sweaty.
Jul 10, 2014
Jul 10, 2014 at 4:08 AM UTC
as i watch the candle burn
the wick disintegrates
wonder when it'll be my turn
to join the invertebrates
distant echo repeats
the sun sets ahead
the oak roots meet
the foot of my bed
a collection of scents
for only $9.99
down the aisle i went
for the three hundredth time
melt into a mold
a mindless distraction
an umbrella, rose gold
with hydraulic retraction
collect ash and soot
from time spent waiting
for a longing fresh look
at the end's very beginning
a battery powered candle
with translucent white plastic
burns surprisingly well
poison fumes are fantastic
i set it all on fire
and watched the polymers melt
i heard a copper choir
the burning heat i felt
i can't get too close
lest i run the risk
of singing my own nose
or encoding a compact disc
Jan 17, 2025
Jan 17, 2025 at 4:11 PM UTC
Having to sustain,
my breathing, a hellish landscape,
where all of them dwell
no further than surfaces...
Industry, enterprises,
companies, businesses,
what a diplomatic way
to keep us slave...
Everybody notices,
Nobody cares,
as long as their dishes are full,
of the polymers they emulate food with...
Wealth and democracy are a placebo,
I'm fed up with it, not taking it anymore,
never took it again, from a while now...
My hopes lie far away,
where none of them can notice,
that I'm higher on thoughts,
higher than them, no envy anymore.
do you think you are free?
dis-attach, learn to fight and go away,
where no man can find you...
Jan 5, 2017
Jan 5, 2017 at 9:40 AM UTC
Disclaimer:
At the molecular level
we have the power to heal!
Wi-Fi screws with the mitochondria
5G passing through the blood barrier of our brains…
Aluminium chemtrails
Clouding up the sky’s
Seeding for and raining
90% of insects have died
Why do dogs get cancer?
There’s never a good answer.
Polymers and micro plastics clogging up our veins
And all we can do is push our heads into the sand
and try to sustain..
May 4, 2025
May 4, 2025 at 2:11 PM UTC
diffeomorphic metal between bubble wrap and foil, acrylic olfaction in plastic ignitions, flat-iron physics in lice screams, integument with Guillain-Barré in extra steps; the annealed strands : immunity :: the follicles : nervous remains. cephalic solar panels and thermostat polymers protect against the misses and false alarms of signal recovery. there is time to think before the eggs hatch.
it dawns on me that the
rug of spacetime is being
blanketed in black paint
as distant stars blink finally
and only with myth under fingernails
can i pick it clean
Mar 25, 2021
Mar 25, 2021 at 4:19 PM UTC
below plastic seas
polymers poisonous shade
turtles wearing masks
Apr 30, 2021
Apr 30, 2021 at 12:54 PM UTC