A SONG FOR INTERNSHIPS
song for internships!
the white collar of low-wages and unpaid fields I
find the historic precedents.†
as useless as a doctorate in the woods
I a judge on The X Factor and you sang,
would be the ratings boost?
I to dangle a salary over your cubicle,
††††††††††† would your hand shoot up?
who have exploited the surfaces of race
tranny like me is never in the same dress twice.
a student nor a teacher I,
have no bargaining power, I will
††††††††††† do anything for entry
will scrape the barrel and you shall ignore me
you slump moribund in a bureaucratic swamp I sink as low as the lowest
††††††††††† in the same swamp,
you steal from your employer or your congressman I
††††††††††† extract the same price,
your lover, comrade, spouse, is friends with you on Facebook, I
††††††††††† †must also be Facebook friended,
you become depressed, incarcerated, disabled, then I become so for
††††††††††† your sake,
you remember running from the cops as an indiscrete youth, do you
††††††††††† think I cannot recall my own juvenile
you meet strangers on the Internet for anonymous hook-ups
††††††††††† why I often am the one coming to meet
have your selfies been downcast?
you ashamed of your reflection?
it you thought the Patriarchy greater than you?
the rich better off than you? or the schooled more enlightened?
you have acne, a stutter, or pirate
that you are uninsured, or replaceable, or a sex worker,
from your low Twitter following, or that you are no trendsetter
††††††††††† and never saw your name go viral,
you give in that you are any less immortal?)
of men and women! it is not you I call invisible,
††††††††††† voiceless, unassimilated and alone,
is not you I troll, and to track your data as you go,
are my public, and on one elseís.
adults with kids, of this country and refugees,
shelters and in streets, one just as much as the
††††††††††† other, I see,
all else outside my vision.
housewife, and she is not one jot less than the husband,
teen, who listens to Smashing Pumpkins,
mother, and she is no less parent than father.
babies, burger flippers,
interns assembling PS4 and old interns factory farmed,
capitalists, hipsters, aliens,
these I see, but distance means nothing,
reciprocal pleasure of domination is addictive.
bring a metaphysical sales pitch,
money, eros, meth, olives, expertise, but equal,
am pure agency, haters goní hate,
my game speaks for itself.
is a mystic flashback that haunts us,
is not in a language that we speak, it eludes
is not translatable, it is not found here,
is yours, stranger, hidden in your senses,
is hinted by reflex, compartments, phobias, it is easily
††††††††††† agitated by poems.
may be bilingual, yet illiterate about it,
may read the Presidentís scripts and find
††††††††††† it unmentioned,
in leaked diplomatic cables or
††††††††††† the supreme court, or in mass mediaís
in the stock marketís recovery, or any
††††††††††† commercial basis.
celestial bodies black holing above,
spherical earth and we upon it, surely our arbitrariness
††††††††††† is something grand,
do not know what it is except that it is grand, and that it is
†And that the nucleus of lifeís goal is not a
green lawn or finger-pointing or
that it is something which obeys its own form of chance,
as a process it is irreversible.
skin and race, the gendered paradigm of identity,
††††††††††† the capital that with pernicious complaisance
extreme illogical patriotism of man, ahistorical
††††††††††† opinions and hashtags,
wonder of your Instagram feed, and the wonders of timeís infinite
you have reckoned them for, bro?†
you reckoned them for your popularity? for attention? for karma?
††††††††††† or for profit?
fill your coffers? or to perform the ritual of self?
you reckoned that the landscape took locality and place and that it
men and women that they might be intersex, and their songs unsung?† †††
the attraction of gravity, and the great laws of physics and thermodynamic
as subjects for the ignoramus?
terra firma and the oceans in between for the commonwealth?
the authenticity of the certificate received when you name a star?
the insidiousness of neoliberal law?
institutions, these arts, archives, museums, auctions,
††††††††††† and the obsolete artisan manufacturer,
††††††††††† rate them so high?
our credit score improve? I donít care,
endorse debt forgiveness, revolution,
††††††††††† and foodstamps.
thought our Union grand, and our Constitution grand,
they are nothing without you, comrade,
love you as much as I love America,
love so intimate and polyamorous.
consider God destroyed, I do not say he
††††††††††† is alive,
say we outgrew him, and may outgrow others still,
created his image before he could make you in his,
of your skin grow trees shedding leaves unto the earth.†
Only thyself should you be worshipping,
President is your servant, do not wait on him,
Senate should be the bureau of your desires, not those
Congress shuts down over affordable healthcare for you,
secret courts, juridical discourse, new voter ID laws,
black ops, clipper chips, are
††††††††††† for you.
close my future adjunct,
weight of the universityís unpaid labor is upon you,
masterpieces you teach are nothing to what you are,†
epic and as heroic as unwritten myth you are,
your presence civilization is abandoned,
cantos of Homer, the voodoo of Zora Neale Hurston,†††
Shakespeare, would be in a dustbin.
architecture of flesh and blood is the real monument.
music is a call you heard and answer, sound springs from your earbuds.
is not the instruments, not the violins nor the dubstep, nor the sax
††††††††††† the guitarís strum, nor the producerís
melodic pop score,
that of any choir, nor any harmonium,
saturates your perception yet is not itself perceived.
whole will not come back.
each see signs of its fragment by looking in the shards of glass?
††††††††††† is there nothing left?
all phenomena dwell in your breast?
you matter and spirit unite.
mortgaging, spawning the bubble,
banking, paper-filing, conference-calling, telemarketing,
††††††††††† loan-sharking,† middle-management,
Ship-scuppering, scab-laboring, fish-mongering, floundering of
††††††††††† fortunes by scions,
pimp, the profit-margin, the great depression, the landfill
††††††††††† † and
and all that is petroleum, the poinsettias in the
††††††††††† garden, echoes, oldies, what medications,
††††††††††† invasive species, what cosmetics to
forest-fires in the mountains or by rivers,
††††††††††† men acting girly with huge hard-ons,
††††††††††† of hair, their coupled positioning,
blast-shelter and the free-speech zones, the stretched rectum
††††††††††† of the bottom, the rolling eyes, the
bed sheets swept aside,
Hydrofracking, civil suits, white-bread dudes, the picket
††††††††††† †tribal tattoos, the great malls and condos,
plastic surgery, the gavel, the Snuggie,
the pin to
††††††††††† protect accounts,
†The flag-waver, the suicide nets at Foxconn, and
††††††††††† the flow of information as power,
iPhone sales, the pole-axe of the abattoir, the last buck of
††††††††††† †the cow as it bleeds, the asbestos lining everything,
and all the
††††††††††† ice shelves calving,
fair and balanced news reportage, grippers, televangelists,
and scarcity, party buses, couch surfing, mosh pits,
††††††††††† panhandling, trickling economics,
veneer of upward mobility, the conjugal visits, the
††††††††††† overdraft fees, the shame of self-immiseration,
war and PTSD, the pork barrel spending,†††
taskforces raiding activists, the silent power of the quill,
††††††††††† or metal, the word forged by hammer,
the internal censors, conspiring,
Nietzsche wandered just as restlessly through these hills, everything
††††††††††† you feel has been felt before, so open
a bottle of cabernet and know the worst
††††††††††† it could go is you grope a horse.
bears on Folsom Street, potheads, fire-dancers, small presses,
body piercing, masturbation, bondage, hoola-hoopers,
craft brew and Liberace,
spending, aircraft carriers, the slave trade, combine harvesting,
††††††††††† warrantless wiretapping, ponzi schemes, American Idol,
cab of the trucker, the subway, the ferry,
Fourth, the roman candelabras, the skyís rocket shower, the six-packs
††††††††††† and tiaras;
supersized meals, the blue jeans, the bald eagle and the dove, the
the twerk team, the halftime shows, the gluten-free, the anorexic,
KFC, monosodium glutamate, poached ivory, rainforest logging, carbon
gerrymandering, gentrification, the mentalization
of the factory;
hourly wage of your routine, the cubicle, the jail cell, the grocery
operas blaring by day and nightóworkers!
††††††††††† whoever you are, unite!††
is nowóthe conditions of daily life are far more ruthless and expensive
these new realities for you and me, in these poems for you and me,
††††††††††† can we speak of soul at all?
the soul is enclosed like a commodity, and I want to reach a wider
donít think Marx was wrong, I donít want to give up, I donít want
didnít say youíre a fool of a Took,
endless attrition is already a struggle, havenít you had enough?
you job-hunt long? you surely come back at last,
††††††††††† a waiter, an overqualified wreck,
friends find your true value as a person,
the antechambers of the communes, actuate these spells,
woman, sister, brother, midwife, poetess, pilgrim,
††††††††††† the culture of today is violent,
rise above it your anthems, your escapades, your lovingness, you go
wasnít built in a day, but it burned in one.
I can be touched like a book,
††††††††††† my spine folded into leaves to be caressed,
read with childlike wonder,
every gold ingot is given back to the people,
killer whales donít have to be at SeaWorld,
intend to shake your hand, and ask you politely to take out the trash,
††††††††††† without making eye contact, as I do
of my interns like you.