skinny-dippin’ in the gene pool

the streets of hell are also paved with fear of contagion I have been swimming in enough barbed-wire waters to know you’re not even safe on the beach it’s not just your “body fluids” it’s the grime of your skin those dirty things you think they are cleaning up the world again I can see the inflammation heartbreak & hunger scurry me down on the road to Damascus I want to be blinded like Saul for the sake of vision not just cause I can’t take it anymore are we talking burnt out here? burnt out is a reason for infection I hope I get the whole disease I am glad to be a speck / a piece of dirt the dark side of the earth they’re trying to clean I want to get in their pores want them to sweat my filth the way a wound hurts before the dope but then come the murderers on the road are we talking burnt out? they go in the camps looking for you cause you are hiding the sores you could be contagious after all in the postapocalypse movies you don’t even exist your survival is not required for history or hollywood in the movie Road Warrior everyone is antisocial on purpose human ties are burnt out & human intercourse is fatiguing & dangerous gratefully no one is traumatized anymore & unfortunately no one goes to school in the movie Blade Runner almost everyone lives 90 stories below almost no one else everyone is antisocial by accident due to overcrowding in L.A. but no one minds & there are still parties to go to everyone white is “off-world” more or less everyone 90 stories down is polymorphous colored more or less no one has attended school in decades in both films everyone dresses with panache which preserves their identities to audiences who know there is no grounds for indentity postworld personally I prefer the people in Titanic even though they got their minds blown when the unbelievable happened they still believed in life they were not burnt out & had grounds for clinging to lifeboats and a certain stylish way of dressing they could not imagine Jim Jensen intoning without horror that the body count goes on that no one needs the news to know what’s going on Beirut is one of the low levels Dante went on about available in ordinary life see the corpses if you will believe at the risk you may see it everywhere every body spreads infection unless you burn it out eyewitness news invites you to wait for the coverage because Jim Jensen is there & history is in the making or you can come skinny-dip in my gene pool the massacres were arbitrary when my people were hunted down the deaths still go on stretching over centuries of shades of brown baptist, moslem, mothers, children, fathers burnt out of homes but living I am not that desperate to be numb & dumb I’m walking 90 stories down I know I survive in some wretched moments of what men do but I am not that desperate I don’t give a shit if this is history in the making it should stop I am still alive I am still happy to be the dirt that can’t be cleaned up scorch my earth & I will grow from history up under the feet of the present burnt out is for the movies in which we don’t exist