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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Capitalism Was Designed By Hitler

I’ve gotten close to the people
who have things.
I stayed.
They left.

I’ve wanted things all my life.
Those stingers.

I got close enough inside the auditorium.
Close enough to vibration.
Yet, I still keep wanting.
My father did.
Is there any other way to live?

This is the best there is.

Things.

The other night was sacred for me,
I got close to what they have,
what I could have,
what I want.

I saw them inside the presentation hall.
What will I do next to justify myself,
to partition the unified and the endless?
Should I pour beans on a counter
and count them,
show up at a specific place and time
to do this?
Maybe I could use a computer?
I could ask for water too.
Or worship symbols, references, messages, anything.
I could give myself a name and
announce it to a mirror.

A particle can be the same in 2 places
at once,
that’s why Capitalism was designed
by Hitler,
in his image.

Because there’s nothing wrong with unlimited wealth or resources.

A particle, or a world, or even a person
can be the same in 2 places at once.