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Vivitar Super 8 1967
an advert from Vivitar that blatantly used sexuality and a woman to sell a camera that essentially filmed family events , or is it aimed at the amateur porn director giving inspiration to that motel masterpiece, click and whirr desire consumed in the lens committed to celluloid , as functional as the machine but not of cold plastic and metal flesh , flesh that is human with emotion, fantasy fueled Time male readers will engage slipping into a 30 second fantasy and buy the machine success for machinery and woman for sale sold.
Alexander Rodchenko, Vladamir Mayakovsky – Galoshes Persia 1925
Man Ray – Keeps London Going 1938
kohler one and two
apes have insight as seen
under the soft winds of tenerife,
man as another ape
also has insight to convey and
express through brain chemistry,
we share flexible hands
that in wisconsin built ceramic wares
that ape with flexible parts
would use to dispose and hide
bodily waste
not wiped with leaves and buried,
food and the toilet
an inexhaustible amount of
links between,
we feed we shit we betray
the toilet the ape the man
intrigue of mind
not understanding what is real
correlation of brain and development
would introspection
come into play,
ceramic beauty and form
cupping arse to excrete,
apes missed out on porcelain desire
white shining cold,
yet who has developed
we watch we learn we betray
emotions significant part,
bare red ringed arse
bare flushed mating arse
under kohler one and kohler two
we have become that unshakeable
being of flesh fur behavior
dynamics of a wild innocence
that sees things so differently
as we see of each other
anthropometrics of form and mind
everything classified
as in information,
encrypted distorted betrayed
told only by the apes that lead
the higher beings
naked suited alone
Listerated Pepsin Gum advice on kissing 1911
chewing the inside of your mouth yesterday
three inhuman seconds
and his mouth meat bled
one bite stress induced
a soloist on the telephone
making obscene financial calls
scratching a flabby stomach
still held the phone
the woman a thousand fibers away
still howled
fiscal abuse
he had spoken off the script
probing her dollars
sliding inside her head
avoiding indignant sounds
her whole life on his computer screen
a random credit score
he had pushed to far
stench of cheap deodorant
dropping the phone
he ran
red nylon carpets flashed by
everybody watched
as outside the double doors
he vomited with blood
from his cheek
too afraid to return
walked towards
somewhere else