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Verse 1:
Bubbling sands, mainframes
braingames, refrains
Elliptical limits to our
inimical gimmick trains
日常のどさくさに So as not to get got
圧倒されないように、 by Everyday wind-and-grind,
制御予防対策として you may refer to
下記の概要に the following Guide to
参考にしろ Oppression Prevention Measures:
まず First ––
カラフルな靴下を The colorful socks
履きましょう。 must be properly rocked.
次 Next ––
「仁義なき戦い」と Graffiti:
落書きで書きましょう。Battles without Honor and Glory
Stay skinny but gritty
WORRRRRD to Giacometti
Scrappy & crafty vigilante
Keeping it heavypetty&sweaty––
Man, we’re ready for confetti––
But steady as Heaven with a machete
だから虹の向こうに消えても
so even when the serpents
死の谷の蛇 は、
of the valley of death disappear beyond rainbows,
『ねじ まき 鳥 クロニクル』が Yeah, though
The Wind-up Bird Chronicle
灰まで焼かれても、 blazes to ash,
請求書で化けて they return, disguised as
焼け跡に蠢き出るだろう receipts slithering out
理念からかなり of the charred ruins––
離れたぞ far-flung from IDEALS
困惑の絶壁 @bewildermint’s precipice
婚活の潔癖症 ^fastidious Spouse-Hunting
お〜い、ジェンダー無し男、Oi〜Gender.less Males
無政党の無政府主義者 party.less anarchlings
無名な 鯨 [on] anonymous whales
宝石無しの指輪 [in] jewel.less rings
麦茶はいかが? Care for some wheat tea?
喉乾いたんやろう Certainly you’re thirsty?
使い古された陳腐な論説が hackneyed hypotheses
遠のく蜃気楼 fade to distant mirage
から、桜 ・ 花火 from that: sakura ・ hanabi
Mountains of mist
These are the pivotal myths
That like command me to exist
[Chorus of Immoral Relativists]
If you return from the point
Of no return, then it
Was probably not the
Point of no return
I guess, ignorance is bliss
But insolence is a bitch
Impotence is a brick
Pitched in a limitless abyss
Where Smith becomes スミス(SUMISU)
Verse 2 available in the book Syzygy (Awai Books, 2020; Jordan A. Y. Smith)
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Gospelflash:
…The prophecy predicts there will come a day when our geographical nomenclature will be made manifest. This is the story of what happened when that day arrived in Los Angeles, California. God’s architecture always works with the bricks we’ve built. And He always sends emissaries in forms the locals will instinctively worship…
naked angels didn’t descend –
they came crashing
down, crushing traffic
in the fashion district
laughing out hymns
chortling out poems
brass saxophone bones
blown wild by the zephyrs
networks overloaded
fires—wires—lepers—
delphinium wavelengths
peace to twelve-steppers
grease in a hot pan
slices of chili peppers
chefs left breathless
streets sleek with asbestos
tears of adoration
flooding over the misfits
‘cause such fun when punishment
comes from rebel mythics
cryptic triptychs
depicted the scene,
silk screened dreams
on denim in three screens:
one – the angels’ wild tresses
and shredded dresses
two – wings melting away
under the stresses
three – God’s stern words
burn infernos of discipline
cold packs of lecithin
Heaven blessing the medicine
feminine level exceeding
the circuitry of earthly gentlemen
exploded into ephemera
mediated on camera
thank Allah for surgeons
among the Los Angeles rabbles
babbling mantras
crashing the Playboy mansion
bunnies bugging the smug
plugging into the Charlie Manson
foyer to parlor, a star in
velvet smoking jacket
Like: what’s up, doc?
hair clean but unkempt
face obscured by lingering
smoke ribbons and mint,
a chin here, eye there
now the hint of a smile,
bibliophile in the wreckage
of carnal knowledge compiled
(other verses available in the book, Syzygy, by Jordan A. Y. Smith, from Awai Books 2020)
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Death So Pretty
04:46
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when the orgasmic
blooming of lilies
floods its pheromonal licking
on my long-neglected flesh
protecting thoughts
enmeshed in sex,
solid loyalty preventing
all success in terms of venting
a dirty thirst whose quenching
leads to all these
videos I’m renting
dementing atavistic bliss
with technological affliction
sneaks these film techniques
into the core of my addiction
so the more my friction
goes accompanied by acts of film it
seems it’s harder for reality
to penetrate this helmet
a shell that,
though attached to me,
has grown there
quite unnaturally
(an adverb that of course excludes
all natural catastrophes)
disastrous inundations
flooding suddenly down
on an unsuspecting populous
–METROPOLIS DROWNED–
desperate pedestrians
seek shelter in vain
setting fire to their umbrellas
to help evaporate the rain
gods collaborate with maniacs
mainly at risk
from trying to
lift. this. bliss
and catch a herniated disc)
switch the channel—
zoom out—
regain my breath’s steady elegance
I can smell those lilies,
and the rest is irrelevant
then in a death more eloquent
than a fireworks display
I inhale deeply
hold it
explode
and fade away…
(other verses available in the book Syzygy, by Jordan A. Y. Smith, from Awai Books 2020)
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Poison the Lions
04:13
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[speak softly and carry a big ego anthem:]
poison the lions
just a bio-liability
Lie to me, babe, don’t
Mess with my fragility
the senility I’ve managed
to acquire at this age praying’s
enough to fill Bibles
with psalms of sage sayings
carnivorous idols to Eros
arrows in the quiver
sniveling chicken livered villains
quivered as they came hither
until oral contagion
of a raging neural river went
through various catapults
until the end result was equivalence
rivulets of ambivalence
slither in drops of sweat like rhinestones
liquefied, So we dignified
The grieving by leaving
Their minds blown
if I’ve flown twenty thousand
leagues over the cuckoo’s nest
to steal poison tip rooster claws
from a clandestine voodoo fest
It’s cause docs said no,
That’s no answer, no option
the Frodo of tetrodotoxins
for the dodo of outfoxinG
keep the oxen yoked
keep the jokes at the brink
eviction stinks but
life’s a straight bitch
when you’re extinct
those who think it might be
kinda dope to go deceased:
go .creep. across the sleeping savannah
to stammer your gossamer doubts
into the .cold. .dead. .ears.
of the .king. of the .beasts.
(other verses available in the book Syzygy, by Jordan A. Y. Smith, from Awai Books 2020)
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Uglycide
03:50
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1. BeautyMan Declares War:
Murder the Ugly
They fuggin bug me—
All pudgy and dumpy and beggin
Me plz fuggme
Fill jugs from the jugular
Juggle the avuncular
punks, perfunctory junk
Pummeled with fuck knuckles
Junkfaces,
Disgraces of imperfection
Fated to catch wreck with
Secular introspection
So there’s a speck in my 愛(eye)
one more reason to dance
I’m just trying to fry chicken
With the dick in my pants
Murder the ugly
They fuggin bug me
All pudgy and clumsy
And mumbling “I’m Gumby,
Dammit!” On my planet—
That’s right, I got a planet—
We got us some values
No panic and no havoc
Fact: Ugly causes mayhem,
— Amen! —
Layman’s terms:
_If Uglies return, we straight slay them_
計理部長の発言:
[One more Ugly, we need drugs to hide
Two more Ugly, the world is uglified
One less Ugly, the world is purified
A million less Ugly, we love the uglycide]
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Revolution of the Wolves
06:14
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As a little baby boy
I was abandoned in the woods
I struggled to determine
who was evil or was good
I was pre-Manichaean, dude—
a nudist in the raw—
when a wolf who was a Buddhist
scooped me gently in her jaws
talk about a diamond
in the rough, all undeveloped
I was protoplasm, spasming,
in Heaven, still enveloped
in a haze, and the amazing thing:
she fed me power pellets
and Scooby Snacks and taught me
how to stay away from booby traps
–But who’d he ask to help when it was time to change his diaper?
I didn’t wear a diaper,
I was training as a sniper
With the vipers that inhabited
The holes around our cave
Learning death as a profession
from the lessons that they gave
A viper with the venom
piercing leather, melting denim
cuz when in Rome, homey
I’m binomial as Leningrad
and Petersburg, I’d feed the birds
and when they started eating
I’d pounce and kill the leader
and the feeding turned to bleeding
it was savage, but me needing
me protein and me so greedy,
she taught me how to dance
and bring the rain to the Kapiti
plain
and my graffiti
curled in funky types of letters
I taught them to the wolves
who thought me craftier and better
than the average animal and when
I came out with the wheel
we began to gain dominion
and to manufacture steel
the factor was appeal
to the violence of the wild
harnessed by the brilliance
of a wolf-raised human child...
(other verses available in the book Syzygy, by Jordan A. Y. Smith, from Awai Books 2020)
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It’s clearly not merely
a blank space
My dear, there’s no fear
in a blank face
Legible expression
Indelible digressions
Mostly postmodern
With techno-retrogressions
Let語of obsessions to
Step in the mess of history
歴史の中心に historicocentrificity
付近の僻地 marred to lard margins
素敵な景色 my, but the vistas are splendid
激烈な儀式 extremism of the ritual
奇跡的なセックス miracles of the sexual
のレシピ the recipes
販売されないよ will not be marketed
発明しないと some invention required
唯一な方法: singular method:
自ら考えよう extemporize ex nihilo
語義論と音素 ‘twixt semantics & phonemes
の間の論争 let debates be waged
論争から戦 debates into skirmishes
戦から戦争 skirmishes into wars
神話が消え、 the myth vanished
親和性が見え、 affinity now brandished
辛辣な批評性が critical acidity
冷静に冷える cooled into serenity
言えぬ 呪い the unspeakable spell
タブーの文壇 taboo’s salon homies
遺伝子は啀み合い the moment
始めた瞬間 genes mingled
singled-out for celebrity
wedded to prejudice
no exodus from heredity
Is it Elegy 陰 Ebony,
Or Rhapsody 淫 Blue?
half of 身 finds amnesty
the other half of me’s「喩」
more halves 愛 have
to excavate, harvest, and steal,
replicate and detonate
for marvelous appeal—
for surreal,
日本民族の領土で In THE LAND OF THE JAPANESE
神隠しされて、 Sen-&-Chihiro’ed,
@マックロクロスケ(makkurokurosuke)
Spirited away 少女(SHOUJO)
#AnimeLivesScatter
Though I’m @マッシロシロスケ
Fried in savage batter
Cozy as ジブリ(GHIBLI)
プロ(PRO)as a虫(MUSHI)
Badass as ガイナックス(GAINAX)
Cool as a 胡瓜(CUCUMBER) or 扇風機(ELECTRIC FAN)
空気(kuuki)を読めるの not only can I read
だけでなく the air,
I inhale the 空気(kuuki),
Exhale a whirlwind to knock through
Walls of bureaucratic
Bricks
while dickheads
Can fit naught but arithmetic
In their thick heads
Sick beds filled with
舞unmoored attitudes
Caucasianゴジラ, blasted
flat on my ass, and, dude,
lassitude grooves
in these
humid latitudes
reducing
my finest drivel
to sniveling
platitudes
that’ll do for尚
time to work and repeat
commute or retreat
with the fishbowl elites
wishbone in my 寿司
hope in my お好み
outside but in the glow
of my Drunk Poet(See God) homies
(other verses available in the book Syzygy, by Jordan A. Y. Smith, from Awai Books 2020)
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Thing of Novelty
05:21
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Something novel just
for Novelty’s sake
Sacred as property
for a Poverty State
新たな何かを novel somethings
生み出したくて I am yearning to birth
新たな誰かさん novel someones
初めまして: have greet them all first:
....
誰も分かるわけ no one stands chance
どこにもない of understanding it, nowhere
どっちも嫌いなわけ neither one detested
どうして はない no whys in sight
特攻隊になる balding mid-life squardron
ハゲ 叔父さんの会 destined for Special Forces
災害を起こさずに cannot keep their hand off
いられないみたい faster disaster rudders
壊したいこと と some shit I yearn to break
消したい音、 some sounds I yearn to erase
歴史の失敗を trace historical defeat
平和の元に into the origin of peace
どこにもないって言った expressed into a song
歌に尽くす said to float inside of nowhere
首吊るす鶴の noose around the crane’s neck
罪を許す its sin forgiven
呟かされても even when confession
懺悔の恵み is mumbled, begets blessing,
韻の 陰部 踏みながら treading rhyme’s genitals
津波組 team tsunami
黒百合墨絵 black lily sumi-e
蕾を咲かす buds in blossom
くるみ割り人形 nutcracker body
の身を散らかす fractured, scattered,
バラバラ事件(dismemberment murder) の パラパラダンス(parapara dance)
Milano の ミイラ(mummy)
Roma の ロマンス(romance)
Morocco の ロココ(Rococo)
Sicily の 獅子(lion dog)
Barcelona の 女(mujer)
Valencia の 騎士(caballero)
同時代ゲームで contemporaneity games
負けても平気 I lose, it’s still cool
定期の不景気 periodic economic slump
誕生日会 で ケーキ birthday cake
フォークを持ち上げ、 lift fork,
差し込んでみると take a stab,
金属 に 当たる strike metal,
聖書のデビルの bible devil
伝統の変貌 genesis metamorphosis
を連想する鳩 its symbol is the dove
新たな何か novel something:
無人機の謎 drone enigma
新たな何かを novel somethings
生み出したくて dying to excavate
新たな誰かさん novel someones
初めまして: relations initiate:
新たな誰か novel someones
生み出したくて dying to excavate
新たな 革命: novel revolutions:
確定、落成 decided, consummated
Something novel just
for Novelty’s sake
Sacred as property
for a Poverty State
....
(other verses available in the book Syzygy, by Jordan A. Y. Smith, from Awai Books 2020)
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Eighpse Tokyo, Japan
poet, performer, writer, translator, curator, creator, professor. author of Syzygy (2020). co-author Sea of Trees: Poetic Gateways to Aokigahara. co-author √IC: Redux. Editor-in-Chief of Tokyo Poetry Journal.
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