the pinko libertarian chirpsters
reject bobo amerika
they want to build a new world out of
zipped and zapped leavings of social history
they collect in their highly personal
hope chests and hate boxes
in the one
the usual boho clutter
repurposed gadgets
open source reweaves
carefully selected cuttings keep sakes and memory clips
tasteful selections for noah's ark
a life of beautiful and sacred scraps
in the other
triple xxx postcards from a life at the margins
of incorporated and malled up amerika
as in
"i prefer to think i'll ride to the next social revolution
directly from my fourth floor thermal spring heated flat
my solar panel powered lap top under my arm
and
riding proudly
on my bicycle "
is there no collective society wide task of liberation ?
will it always and only be
just so many liberties lost or gained ?
if there is such a collective task of a next world
here on earth
might it not have laws of its own ?
might we not need to recognize certain regularities and necessities
personally distasteful ?
maybe we can't get there thru these various small liberties we seek
maybe artisan dreams
free love
and greenly creative life styles
add up to
absolutely zero
in the struggle for society wide liberation
what if the only way forward
is a crooked stagger thru partial and ghastly sublations
of the contemporary corporate system?
