White Noise of Miniature Horses
When I was a kid, I used to sit in front of TV
and watch the static noise when stations were off.
I thought if I see closely, the white noise slowly
changes into miniature horses running
in two dimensional space of my TV screen,
that curved like the math teacher I had a crush on.
I found a way to create my own myths. And it was better
than doing those goddamned boring home works.
Now I have Nagarjuna's Sunyata, Deleuze's Virtual,
Derrida's Difference, unforgiving
existentialism of Buddha's dropping acid in a punk gig,
And also Musique Concrete, Industrial Hip-Hop,
narcissistic smart-phone, and weird ass stories
on Internet about biker snake in Australia OD'ing on crystal-meth.
It is the same me. Still trying to make small
running horses from a different white noise, when there are none.