ETC
an ongoing chronological poem derivative of my public image log

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If your life someway intersects with mine, whether it be in the physical or virtual world, you could be in this.


you could be a friend

you could be a family member

you could be a flat mate

you could be a coworker


you could be someone i barely know

you could be someone i know very intimately

you could be damien hirst

you could be miley cyrus' tongue glazing across a mirror pane

you could be a baby doll holding on for dear life

you could be a shadow on my periphery

or a permenant shadow on my mind

you could be magnetic tape

you could be zeros and ones

you could be a meta version of yourself displayed on a phone

you could be racially profiled

you could be a white tv personality

you could be an ad to help farmers get laid

you could be my bodily fluids on a brick wall

you could be endscraps of a local famous artist

you could be the mexican personification of death

you could just be dead


you could be an ephemeral rain spot

you could be a photograph of a photograph not recorded

you could be a memory i never kept

you could be decontextualized to nothingness

you could be a moment not possible past photographics

you could be a blur

you could be a mark


you could be..

above all, you could— Be.


you could be art

you could be your reflection against shitty art

you could just be nonsense

you could be meaningless dribble


or you could be dribbling somewhere

somewhere different

somewhere new

somewhere you haven't been

somewhere you don't know where you're going


that's a somewhere i might want to be

that's a somewhere i might never want to go again



**all photographs made or procured on the digital landscape via phone / computer
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