This is my first, best destiny--letting go and becoming a lens through which typically inaccessible insights can be projected onto our limited, physical domain.
Live Performance
Truth be told, this format is rather humiliating--but sacrificing my dignity for one night here and there is a tiny price to pay to lubricate the kogs of kreation.
Documentary Hosting
Believe it or not, there's not a lot of money in kreative endeavors--I whore myself out to various production companies from time to time to pay the bills.
Poemovies
It's only logical that my written words make the leap to the exciting medium of video--they demand to be accompanied by sounds and moving images, and I dutifully comply. The following stem from my kreative period spanning March 2011 to November 2013:
“The Sedentary Adventure”
A reflex ritual
no longer soothes
abruptness halting
at paths crossing
jerks from the zenith
a chord to second
hand twitching
spanning two feelings the
gulf of standard gauge
rumbles a transitory
purpose for rocks and
trees again launched
from the nadir of alert
temporal engravings
rattling stem’s fear
cedes to awe
an unexpected calm
at such a sighting
the groan usually distant
now front row seats
dusty blue seams with
crimson disks switch
back and forth
the fallen candy cane
limb, just a few
frames manifest
meddle on metal
projecting from unknown
points a to be destroyer
of obstructions with
modest perception
former places taken in
at exclusive vantages
behind built claddings
hidden yellow calluses
in detritus, spines and
steal members amid thorns
second chances due
to secret appreciation
accompanied exhilaration
private suspense
lumbering stalwart in
the corridor embroiders
relations, past abandoned
alignments
an unstatic destiny
vacates the humorous
concave
now taut elastic
spurs brief usurpation of
blinks a return to
regularly cumbersome
right angles
“In A Dependent Sea”
I
I stand a tangent to
the aggregated bittersweet,
the huddled sum as one
circumscription on panels
emancipated from
stained synthetic detention
Tears dot and shimmer on
the transparent coat, perhaps
refined from a long-compressed
ancestor
I try to smile my allegiance,
but grab my ear and lean and
sip on something
The finish doesn’t convince
Their eyes are elsewhere
anyways, looking deep inside
the heart of what can matter
They’ve steeped so long
together and grown rich,
intricate and medicinal
I pulled out too early for
a shared hinge, a bath
in a bitter shit-tasting soup
My unseasoned beverage
spilled onto the carpet roll
discarded years before,
to forfeit a cleansing
repose portended in
a nascent bag
II
I compromise my
dignity for a good
cause, an effect
not measured
in spatial terms
grasped like
garden tools
and t-shirts soaked
in sweat or urine
A chain of events
links me in
binds my arms
and legs to the
room I admit
is cozy and dim
the chair is soft and
my skin feels no longer
an itch but
an easy current
The glowing rectangle
of near golden proportion
builds bridges
in my head
connecting localities
sprucing up
dilapidated storefronts
with youthful vigor
and designs
I see a place
I want to eat
I wonder about the
appetizers as
I lick my lips
and advance when a
dollop of tapenade
snuffs out the
flame
III
Assemble the parcel,
occupy the unit,
and sit in the
Adirondack chair
of my discomfort as
flames kiss dubious
casings and emblazon
periodic sooty stripes
No humane extrusion
to be found in the
indiscriminate love-fest
nor color guard to
wipe electrolytes
from my trembling, beating
brow superheated under the
volleys, the pops and
streaks of awed florescence
Feed me a life’s story
in tiny un-intimidating
cubes I can wash
down with cool
streams to rinse
away accrued grief
and carry it out
to a still ocean to
disperse and bob
in benevolent waves
Their plodding whoosh
will intern my head
as a small involuntary
smile welcomes the
glow from the cobalt
dome perceived chiefly
through the vague reddish
lids shut tight like amniotic
sacs buoyant enough
to elude the smart-ass
undertow and it’s
perpetual tug.
"Lived Ability"
Note: as the text associated with this particular video is fused inextricably to the sequence of images and sound, I dare not transcribe the words herein.
