Bad Day for Macbeth (2002)
There's no art to find the mind's construction in the face.
--William Shakespeare, Macbeth
Image initially made with Fractal Zplot. Post-processed until fair is foul, and foul is fair.
Teen May Face Charges for Online PostsI glued a switchblade over laceSo as to catch light when it guttedThe sun, and then I photo shoppedAmong baby killers and stunt doubles.Mapping overlays of composite mapsFor drone attacks. Whoever pickedOn me I pickaxed. Their bloated gasShort fused the bomb tanks,Flipping off scarlet brain curlers,Eyebrows arched, wagging twittersTo secret police, in whose netWe float, generationless, empty,Tasting static in the physics of loss.When I blow up, everyone’s goingDown, cause if I can’t stand it here,Nobody else should be allowed to.[Disposable Poem February 24, 2011]Dr. Mike
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