Your Logos

You wear logos.
The wearing of logos
makes you
feel good.
It makes you who you are.
You are the person
wearing logos
with meaning.
Your meaning is
to be a person and
to wear logos,
to wear the marks of
corporations.
Corporations are
people too.
You give them a voice.
They speak through you.
Your sacred moments
here.

Millennial Sheeple Fetishest

I wuz
masturbating
to that new app that
came out
cuz when I’m dying
I wans sumz ones
to take my digital phone
and shove it down
my throat
to save me.

My Thing

Hispanics love big celebrations.

They’re having babies more than anyone else on the market.

We do know that they send a lot of money home.

A lot of banks now are trying to get into that market
because there is so much money there.

Most Hispanics, Mexicans specifically,
really like a lot of colors,
they like to have a lot of color around them.

L.A. has by far the largest segment of the market.

Because it is my baby I feel very strongly about it,
I very much love this market.

It is my thing;

the Hispanic market.

* This is a found poem taken from a conversation I overheard a marketing
director have with a coworker of mine once upon a time.

– Poetry by Wes tewkMehrtin
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Digital Egotist Millennial

It is after a great storm.

We were all washed away.

Even me.

“Me!” “Me!” “Me!”

Except digitally.

That is what’s left.

The oligarchs own.

The plebeians are digital.

“Me!” “Me!” “Me!”

The Influencers publish.

Go with me down to the store
in Barcelona

to get the whole seed mustard.


– Poetry by Wes tewkMehrtin
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1990s Kids

They want to be celebrities.
Red between electric screens.
Talked about and gawked and
known.
They want to be known,
badly known in the
cartoon world of TV,
raised on TV,
juiced a constant trickle,
the fake effective, the fake feedom.
Did someone like what I did?
Did someone notice me?

They want to be celebrities.
Not on humble nights,
in the den
eating microwave pizza and
drinking Pepsi.
They’re supposed to be Generation Next,
but no one’s drinking Pepsi!
How will come the celebrities?

Be a solopreneur.
Be a thought leader.
Get ya some.
Get the world, Big Face.
Get that face to be bigger.
It’s all about marketing.


– Poetry by Wes tewkMehrtin
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Christianity, Christy

For a long time
I suffered from Irritable Bowel Syndrome.

I lived in a house on the hill.

In that house I suffered the mistrust
to believe that I suffer.

I am a candidate for pills
and evenings with pretty ladies.

There is a creation and labeling of me somewhere,

thence I take off my head and screw it
into oil cans.

I jump around and talk about tackle box
and incense holder.

I live in the house on a hill.

– Poetry by Wes tewkMehrtin
from:
antipoémus thumbnail image Antipoémus (poetry book)

A Coy And Playful

My blood stomps harder on the jade wine,
I go to work on assembly lines,
I sing the song “O Capitalism”,
to make it with your daughter
in fashionable penance.

I forged a ring from my blood slime,
stopped what I eat to get the thin shine.
My calcium was low, protein wasn’t right.
Can I dip into your machine,
Master God?

Possess what you can in your real lives.
Eat value meals, or eat dikes.
Cows in the field chew the utter ripe,
Los Estados Unidos essay kinda neato.