Thursday, December 10, 2015

Writing on the Wall @ Why Vandalism

Writing On Wall to the tune of Hey bird dog

ESL once
 lined metropolis,
blasted eight feet off the ground.
Acrobatic block-long wigglers
like engravings covered freeways, signs.
Then it disappeared. What happened?
Civilization waxing? Democracy made safe?
City Sandblast and Paint
 fell vacant.
The writing
was extinct.
Triumph’s come, they boasted, but mind forged, engraved in walls,
it penetrated down to bone in invisibly soul-marred boys.
You could
 imagine the original,
but the outside now
was gone.
How did the writing
off the wall
get down
 into the bone?
Sure there’s time
Before the blood-brain
 barrier bursts,
ESL is syntax,
not just verse,
it’s hieroglyphs
 like Mayan.
People glad
Johnny readin’,
 sure, that’s a good sign.
But we needs some cats to sandblast Johnny’s mind.

a palimpsest,
that’s where the writing went
in eye and ear in hypertext,
it don’t mean Johnny’s reading
 when he’s read to death.
Deliberate beneath
 the “paint,”
and look in
That’s what
 Saint Blake did.
 He said these days a net would cover mind,
called a Promethean to break the chain, the world wide web.
Don’t put him down as Microsoft.
He left his will engraved.  
Nov 2007

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