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Turkish rhyme: THE VENTRILOQUIST OF DISORDER

The ventriloquist of disorder
Now, you know
A man is really
Mad when he
Obsesses over
Someone else’s
Madness;
You know an
Artist really
Matters when
He does so with
Bitter sadness.
Gives an infected
Transsexual a
Glance at itself,
In the mean
While he comically
Belly dances.
A video archive
Of Orange County
Bounty hunters,
Porn stars,
Hippies and prancers.
 
This Turkish
Man whom I
Hadn’t heard of
Before I engaged
In this artistic
Battle –
I feel ashamed –
Turned my
Skepsis into rattles
Of the brain cells,
Partly psychological,
If convention
Is the cattle,
And the art I
Surrender to saddled
Across the backs
Of the horses we
Use to wrangle.
 
Jump from one
Frame of Beta
To another,
Like a son cheating
On his mother,
With an obsession
For florescent colors;
OCD, collections,
And such.
 
This post-modern
Hero is the doctor
Who likes to wander,
The analyst coming
Out from underneath
The disease on which
It ponders.
And it catches
Infectious, delusive
Effects as it
Projects its subjects
Obsessively.
 
The analyst turns
Catalyst, and the
Audience the doctor
Of a second-hand
Patient,
Patiently,
As it assumes
The examinee proctor.
And we study ourselves.
 
Thank you,
Ventriloquist man,
For being
Sickly inspired
By our sickness,
Humanity.


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