Project N

objective: to create a new,
hyper little man out of a sickly
little boy
strangle him if necessary around his redneck
tendencies
mould this flubbery flesh into something more
than just an addition

attitude: must be willing,
able and have a need to control your emotions
because this monster we’re creating here
in Project N is not something to be taken lightly
its contribution to the world will be evaluated
graded upon its level of worth

style: must lack any and all
sophistication
why bother creating something that has class,
appreciation for culture or even thinking ability?
fuck, let’s throw the baby out with the bathwater
let’s erase all sense of morality
and value and timeless quality of analysis
let’s create a clone

result: this little man
little only in the sense of maturity
or perhaps in relation to the entire universe clumped together
who knows so little and rejoices in his ignorance
but who has turned a new leaf
if that’s what you call this façade being paraded
in front of me as if changed by my actions.

May 15th, 2004 10:26 pm
Book 1 - "Concious", Poetry |