The Beauty of Critique,
Outside the masquerade of the Environment(Of Course)

Do not imagine forms
beyond Progressive History, they say
Wonderful really in its sense of authority
But but but but
Such impunity only dulls the already frivolous humiliation
I feel

Simplicity invades relations
Why the woman beats the boy!

Domination of image
Meagre and stripped of any essentialism
Why trust the color when its value parasitically
latches its social appendage and falsely admonishes the victim?

Conversation with similar goons, hoodrats,
schizophrenics, homeless, eros beggars
calms the psychic heart

The forms are not rational, they say

But but but but
The conversation, you see, the very element
of psychic revolt materialized and bolstered by
continuous critique
Ironic only in its imprisonment
Incapable of escaping its Environment

Yes, its the exchange
Something that extinguishes at the point
of
complete

Asymmetry
Internalization
Reification
Denial