Arnak,
I agree with some of these; others I vehemently disagree with. But I don't think agreement is the point here, or even discussion, really. I feel like this is more to provoke and challenge thought than anything else.
I think of these pieces as "Testimonials." That's not an official type or genre of poem, just how my mind classifies them. Testimonials are statements of fact or feeling, and usually omit embellishment via simile or metaphor. What they do offer is contrast and comparison. The lines are set in such a way as to give readers two or three or a set of images to ponder and consider. This is a Testimonial, to me.
Here's a great set of lines, as an example:
Israel is a Fascist apartheid state.
Pokemon and The Legend of Zelda are my favorite video game franchise's.
f*** Capitalism.
These three lines, to me, are a wonderfully positioned set of statements somewhat captures the fractured mindset of the world today. From state-of-the-world observation to video games in the blink of an eye, and then to socioeconomic idealism! It tells me, the reader, that we don't compartmentalize ourselves, that all of our thoughts are trampling one another, all the time. As a reader, just from these three example lines, I get to sit back and ask myself if my thinking is as non-linear as this.
I Identify with fox's, bearded vultures, wolves, crows, centipedes, snakes, caribou, elephants, bears, spiders, snails, salamanders, skinks, skunks, and crabs, millipedes, lions, tigers, cheetahs, cayote, ants, lizards, tardigrades, moths, caterpillars, cats, dogs, and rats.
Death is a new beginning, God help us.
I'm not done.
If one reads this piece out loud, it gets more and more frenetic, passionate, and urgent. As punctuation disappears halfway through, this develops an unhinged tone. Then, with these lines at the end, we get some very definite and non-traditional statements. "I do not desire to be connected to the human race; I want to shed my person-self; and I want to continue in a different state."
The repetition of Pokemon and God throughout this piece is so provocative! Two concepts could not be further apart nor more integrally interwoven into the American (american?) experience. It's just brilliant hos this dichotomy is expressed.
"American" brings up a subtle point, as well: in Line 18, "american" should be capitalized—unless, that is, you made it lowercase as a way of subtly hinting the ideal of America no longer warrants he distinction of a proper noun due to its perceived or actual decay. I'd love to know if that's intentional or not.
The last line, "I'm not done," has an almost foreboding tone to it. One could see this scrawled hastily on a paper bag before someone goes on a violent spree. (No offense intended.)
One quick note: in Line 25, "existence" is misspelled as "exitance."
I'm quite taken with this coyly intelligent "rant." I'm so glad you're not done, because that means you are all the more likely to Write On!
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