Don’t read
the reviews.
Choose
to experience
without interference.
As adherents
to
coherence,
we try
to make sense
of the nonsense
that cruelty
induces
and reproduces
incessantly.
Patterns
familiar,
despite
the particular,
the resolute
brute
is a weed
at the root
who seeks
repute
and power
above all.
The pall
ever thickening,
ever sickening,
ever quickening
the fall
that seems
impossible
for survival,
whose revival
is always
somewhere
here
and there
sometime
within the
rhyme
of history.
Or
is it
organic
matter
that’s the
matter?
Like yeast,
the brutalist
beast
is like
a fungus
that lives
among us
fermenting.
Resenting
and unrelenting,
misrepresenting,
circumventing
convention,
the contention
of reinvention
and prevention
of dissension
will always
play
a part
for the brutalist,
whose
opposite
is the humanist.
With creativity
and resolve
we solve
for the time
being,
as humanely
and sanely
as possible.
Get comfortable
with selflessness.
It may not
be painless,
but much less
painful
than the brutal
creeps
that creep
back
and attack,
when we slack
off.
You don’t
need a review
to understand
this new
iteration
of the old
intention
of the brutalist.
The cruelest
abide
on the side
of hate
or remain
indifferent
to the stain
of the persistent
brutalist
illusionist.
lou sight 