Shattered State – James Krendel-Clark & W. Carter Halbrooks
September 16, 2019
a poem-weapon in convenient (and entertaining!) pill form, with musical accompaniment
by James E. Krendel-Clark and William Carter Halbrooks
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“weapons are an important factor in war, but not the decisive factor” -mao zedong
“what would bugs bunny do in a situation like this?” -daffy duck
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Act now, babe: reserves in tune a library, une bibliotheque, n’est-ce pas? yes, around the corner of the building, yes, lurking graffiti do a joint around the corner, graffiti glowing eyes indicating some sort of mythical monstrosity, n’est-ce pas? a revolution in store? perhaps? what sign, what signal, what coincidence, what mysterious aura…
R E S C I N D X X X A U T O DI DA CTICISM
resist resonance, unfold that shit and just VIBE, man, it’s all about the MYSTIQUE
E X P L O D E X X X ! ! !! WHY NOT, EH? WHY NOT, UH, YEAH LIKE EXPLODE DUDE
evade informatics with suicidal genitalia secrecy, ya dig? you’re in on it, okay? you can be an acolyte if you want. it’s fine. don’t worry about it.
realism has a speculative allergy, mutating towards a flick of the wrist releasing explosive devices that destroy critical infrastructure. wrists clicking face of skinchunks, geometry unfolds.
.. . .
abrupt diary entry from a state of terminal insomnia:
suck in phlegm, storm clouds of thought // my manic-depression is SPINOZIST // consider the implications of this // ~~~ereignis // \\//\\//\\
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INSANE ANGLES, FOLDS, LE PLI
THE SERPENT BECKONS YOU TOWARD ANNIHILATION
SLICK OIL RUNS DOWN MY FACE, OILYSNOT
IMPLEMENT IDEOLOGICAL REWIRING, GUN DOWN DEATH, CIRCUMCISE SUICIDE
INSTALL NEURAL PROBES, BOMBS GO OFF IN THE DISTANCE ((BOOM)) ((BAM)) ((KA-POW))
IMPLEMENT WACKY CONTACT LENSES, A PLAGUE IS SLOWLY SPREADING, NEVER SEEN THE LIKE, IT’S VERITABLY MEDIEVAL, THERE IS PALPABLE TENSION, AND YET, NIGHT AFTER NIGHT, YOU STILL FIND YOURSELF COMPLETELY BLAZED AT THE EXACT SAME RAVE CAVE WITH JOSH AND DAVE (GETTING SPICY WITH LACY AND STACY).
d i s t o r t r a c i s m , r e b o o t y o u r s o f t w a r e ,
y o u h a v e b e e n t a r g e t e d
y o u w i l l d i s c o v e r a n i m p l ant
so m ewhere o n y o ur bo dy >>> ()())(())(() icky insects implant nodes of transmitter
realign signifier hierarchies of physical infrastructure, when it kicks in just pretend everything is normal. vigilant apps monitor addiction to estrangement. rain engorged mud horse horrifies the solitary walker. georg trakl bleeds in horrified vegan fronds of fake meat. crocheted tablets of god dayquil rewire synapses of hypermodernity. packet of cigarettes = the subtlest installation art.
YES, UM, OKAY, JUST A COINCIDENCE, TEE HEE TEEN DREAM, MALEBRANCHE HUNCH, I’M SERIOUSLY NOT JOKING, UM, OK THIS IS AWKWARD, WAIT LET ME GET THIS HYSTERIA UDDER CUNTROL FOR A SECNOW
like being told to read THE THIRD MIND by William Burroughs and Brion Gysin as a precum stiffening precaution against writer’s block, my cock
une femme totale
tits like minarets
dissemble desire, sublimate the shit x x x
the apropros, , , , get these faces out of my head, these scenes, gravitationally swirled together, its topology sucked 3D emptied of all volume fluttering over my own face, faceswapping, telepathy, no boundaries,
trumpets ascend my madness as i order airstrikes x x my hair is like anime character hair, TOO sexy
,,, .,, ,. x X xx X
OOPS Xxx x X !!
x x x x
DID IT AGAIN
X X X x x xX
COPS!!!!!!!!! –>> —>>> just trundling along, cops so sure of themselves, just trundling along
RUN!!!!! (((avoid the cops, or stammer an excuse, quick ; any cops reading this poem can fist themselves to futile prolapse)))
crystallize extrademonic dimensions, gravitate photons, ach! shit! demons (you asked for it, though, didn’t you)! it was invested hierarchically, crammed-in, obscene filth, like rats kid we’ll run the 21st century into the sewers dawg, run down the hallways with exclamation MARKS GALORE ! ! ! ! ! ! x x x x
always was quick with a can of spray paint, improvise a sigil, slit my wrist with a ninja star, dribble the blood on it for good luck, good measure, good magic, beautiful rhapsody in red
(artaud’s precocious gore, futurism’s futile fist, situationism simmered out, magic finally finished, love unveiled as drab)
“WE” “SAY” THAT
“PHILOSOPHY IS ALLEGEDLY VEGETAL”
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X XX XXX AH BEETHOVEN
x x x x
((the pastoral part))
eek eek here go the rats. how adorable. cartoony, cuterats, daffyduck rats, simmering piglet. how adorable. i identify with them completely, i really do, wacky wacky SQUEAK SQUEAK, adorable creatures ((WHIZZZZ, ZINGGGG, BANNGGGG)). and yet monstrous, too, wow, so abject cartoon. man how i’d like to live with these cool cartoon rats, surfing the sewers, hanging out loose and cool with them, absurdly zipping around, opening our third eyes, just doing rat things, assigning rat-tasks, cracking rat jokes, eating ratfilth.
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bloody systems of plants and ghosts
hooray! hurrah! can’t i mobilize some sort of frenzy or celebration or excitement at all!! come on you guys, what an audience, wow, what an audience, come on just a little manic psychosis, come on now, unsurgically suture your skull, you can do better than that, who wants it, who wants war? a show of hands, perhaps? a lone, solitary cackle?
BA BA BA BUM DA DUM! BA BUM! DA DUM! DA DUM!
(ORCHESTRAL CLASSICAL MUSIC LIKE IN A CARTOON PLAYS ACCOMPANYING THE ONGOING REVOLUTION)
cyberinsurgent hentai overload
stringy celebration of pastoral orchestral stabs
oof the spiderwebs gooey on my face, the clublights make it shinier than humanly possible
neon wackos sucking on electronic cubes, just around the corner, dig? trying to bum a cigarette, sick aura, eek, yuck, take a bath ya bum. and yet how comic, what ribald! what incredible irony, it’s like a bruegel painting, n’est-ce pas? why don’t you put on some of that “unicorn snot” glitter mush you bought stupidly at the ICA gift shop, 9.99, total rip off, at least it won’t go to waste?
myth of mephisto nightclub slinging shining beams of face around every corner totally blazed, dubious dubai hotel
choreographing disgust with the trauma of post-punk hormones, banging horrorcore, caloric intake MAXXXED TF OUT, frilly adverbs vicariously crenelated, synthesizing various torture embryos, dissociate on adderall and wellbutrin, cartoon brain, is my face still there? vivid, imaginative, just really great chaos, gorgeous prose, cymbal crash, band speeds up, organic, moving, A++, reminds me of beethoven, this passage is especially strong, i’m giving it a good grade but i’m also inappropriately swooning yet i’m still celibate, definitely no violation of student-teacher propriety here, really, just celebrating neodeleuzian incest actually, remember trakl? titrated mucus, various evil werewolves abound, vicodin latte, sentimental slurp, etc etc, sloppy mixtape… wait this bangs actually i take that ba
DUM DIM DUM DIDDY DUM DIDDY DUM!! DIDDY DUM DUM DUM
((BOOM BOOM BOOM KA-BOOM KA-BOOM))
various heroins vex the blood, various air-raids shake the skies
explosions gently carpet the clouds as you try to vacuum the dirt off the
carpet x X x X x X
bombs x X x x X x X
Rxtasy, accelerrari, vroom vroom
pneumatic texts amputate cut off
the heinous orbs of your syndicated strategy, n’est-ce pas?
all limbnipples sliced away in the frost, nietzschean-groysian valuation of
machineguns blasting away fragmented bodies, already weakened by lacanian psychoanalysis, impotently hypnotized in a gallery so deconstructed it screams through its own chinks of shards synaptic, too verbose for a demimonde, too sincere for bohemia
destroy surveillance cameras, encrypt everything
((meanwhile, in a lush and gorgeous video game simulation
of another alternative insurgency
i racked up quite a lot of points, if i do say so myself
but it’s not like we had any particular agenda on the schedule))
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maximize holderlin levels
digestive music cranks up a relaxation sequence WEE WOO WOO WEE
BEE DIDDLE DEE DEE BEE DIDDLY DEE DEE BEE BEE DEE DEE !!!!
POW KA POW KAKAKAKAKAKAKA BOOM BOOM POW KA TWEE
((THAT FAMOUS MOTIF FROM BEETHOVEN’S PASTORAL; REMEMBER SOYLENT GREEN?))
libidinal devices probe your surfaces, you’re already bored with the trite erotica but it gently presses its finger into your skin with the coldness of a nurse in a psych ward, handling firearms with surgical tenderness, that you can get down with. in the future love will be made only through surgical and military means.
haven’t had a spa day in a while *sigh*, i’d love to release some of this traumatized tension. as if forever stuck in a grotesque itch swoon, on my way to a record release party for this neo-new-wave band called TRAUMA DEBUTANTE, have you heard their single, “PTSD GLITTER”?
aw, fuck it, it’s like i’m the only person who really GETS their music.
KAKAKAKAKA KAPOW VROOM VROOM (SIRENS REV) CHACHACHACHACHA KAPOW
BANG ((VAST RUMBLE)) KAKAKAKAKAKAKA
LSD 25 ACTIVATES BLOOD VESCICLES, , ,,,, CRUNCH, DA DEE DA DOO DIDDLY DEE DOO DA… FIDDLY FEE FOO FA DEE DA, DUM DUM DUM DA DA DA DUM DUM DA DA DEEEEE DA DA DA DO DAA DE DA DA!!!!!!!!!!!
orchestral climax, operatic sequence, synapses commit suicide, *aw*…
grinning Versace maxxxed out grillz, in all of sweet hell’s sweat i’ve never seen such demonic surrealism at a gothfetish rave before
i’m definitely lubricated in my grave, 6 feet beneath your febrile feet
((WARNER BROTHERS CARTOONS SWOON TO BEETHOVEN; FIGHTER JET DELIVERS ITS PAYLOAD, DAFFY DUCK SNARLS AND DOUBLES DOWN ON MACHINEGUN JOKECRACKING RAT A TAT A TAT A TAT A TAT, PARAMILITARY RAP-SQUADRONS DISPENSE MIXTAPES SO EFFERVESCENTLY RADICALIZING THEY ARE PROHIBITED BY EVERY GOVERNMENT AGENCY))
unctuous teenagers tweeting torrents of mythic thunder, just ruthlessly dunking on swag and flexing forces of famous fiberoptics
yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah!! feel sincere emotions about the avant-garde, feel that you are truly historical, feel that you are becoming more and more relaxed
vicarious bling apparatus exports .doc to finance capital zone & hyperkinetic prosthesis operates neurologic anime vescicles
okay, doll? okay, sweetie? it’ll be over soon just open your mouth just a TEENSY bit wider O K A Y???
cosplay, per se? manga platoons looking like the dudes from GANTZ eliminate mutated corporate overflow
i made this smoothie just for you it activates certain crucial chakras
vehicles for counter-insurgent neuron sex charades – – ->>
ya ya ya
(ya ya ya)
ya ya ya
les femmes violentes x x x
les poètes insolents x x x
les instruments sanglantes x x x
experience deleuze tonight!
migrate migraine further away from cows of crowd
outside τέχνη, its insect segments striating you in your most intimate thoughts, ideas, writings, so that now, stripped of all striation, you tunnel further into the borough of native habitat, maniacally churning out schemes that get… well let’s just say that they get SOMEPLACE, but how far is SOMEPLACE? could this limit be pushed EVEN FURTHER?? can MANGA become ANIME??
paramilitary OCD, militant BPD, weaponized PARANOIA
intrustive headlock, bust out of that shit, remove every glass grain of government implanted mind-control device
pensive, poring over pages, puttering about, spitting, muttering, megalomaniacal, mad, the wind and the artificial nature-gestell, i am being targeted, i’m sure of it
beethoven frown, wild in his hair, bees lick my eyeballs
twisted over to the torturous structure of the
then suddenly it just spun out of control
a war so totally warlike, so actually aggressive
it wasn’t part of the plan
but the plague was working its way through every bit of DNA, every whisp of code, every lick of stamp of signifying statement, every tattoo, every scribble, every sticker stuck on stupid lamppost
and it was just fucking fingerfood all the way down
but I’m NOT hungry I say, I REJECT this, this, this vulgarity, this encampment of camp,
god DAMN IT, don’t tempt me, quit distracting me with your bacon-wrapped scallops, lobster avocado toast, carrot tarts, oysters, olives
I’M NOT GOING TO STAY AT YOUR STUPID HOTEL/RESORT, NOR SHALL I PARTICIPATE IN THIS SYMPOSIUM, I AM TOO AVANT-GARDE FOR THIS CHARADE OF CORPORATE ACADEMIA
I’M ON A FUCKING DIET, CALL IT “COMMUNISM”
DA DEE DA DAAA DA DEEE DEEE DEEE DO DI DOO DEEE DO DOO DEEEEEE!!!!!!!!
C H E C K O U T
H E R C U L E S . N E T
F O R D I E T T I P S
T H A T A R E P O S I T I V E L Y
P R O M E T H E A N ! ! ! ! ! ! !
A N D P L E A S E M A K E U S E O F O U R F I T N E SS A N D POO L F A CI L I T IE S
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bootleg wi-fi apocalypse begins now, here in the heart of bourgeois capital
cognitive witness protection program sends you deep underground
into a telescoping array of subservient alter-egos and disguises
smuggling in your radical subjectivity, right into the kafkaesque bowels of this moment, just as someone scares the bejeesus out of you by creeping up from behind to engage you in utterly trivial conversation
x x x x x
leaderless viral hordes
will resurrect dead leninists
do do dee do doodly dooo… doo doo deee doo doo doo deeeeeeee doo doo doooo dooo deeeeeeeee doooooooooo…..
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I N S E M I N A T E
D I S S E M I N A T E
a compact pill
crush it up and
Beethoven’s 6th symphony
-JKC, WCH, 9/5/2019