Living In The Midwest

We received clothing from a factory.
It was after the first winter.
We ate our meat out of cans.
It had all come from so far away.

Who knew about this technology?
Who knew anything anymore?

Tomorrow we set out across the plains
to find it.
Our first winter has come to an end.


– Poetry by Wes tewkMehrtin

Los Burger King Pimploss

Bury my body in Burger King

that it should be usurped into Living
where
the Universe parts

and the boxes of the same things
with the same music playing

shall be the Key to Freedom.

. . . the beach of the first light.


– Poetry by Wes tewkMehrtin

A Tempori

Ten years become twenty.
Twenty years become thirty.
Thirty years become fifty.
Fifty becomes one hundred.
One hundred becomes three hundred.
Three hundred becomes a thousand.

The bones of humans are salt and fade
and the beach is as new as the sky.

The thing that I purchased was bone.

un-hundred is doing best the duty

so is un-thousand, for you, your ego accept

we
left
purchasing
the
birds
feed
on
far
understandings


– 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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