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eed3968 2013-01-04 very rough first pass at notes on craft
3f54b9c 2013-01-04 adjusting line breaks
0afffbd 2013-01-04 trying fourspaces and codeblocks for indentation on the second lin of couplets
acfe658 2013-01-04 trying fenced codeblocks for indentation on the second lin of couplets
462b75a 2013-01-04 trying fenced codeblocks for indentation on the second lin of couplets... again
7b96ceb 2013-01-04 some heavy editing of notes on craft
4a73fec 2013-01-04 At this point I am fairly unhappy with notes on craft, but feel that there is something there. I feel this will be a much longer piece... eventually
3dc405c 2013-01-04 Man, 'notes on craft' kind of sucks, but i still kind of like it... will keep working
f4d5986 2013-01-04 Added play on craft and kraft to title
f190115 2013-01-04 for some reason the last quatrain seemed parenthetical so i made it explicit
21361e7 2013-01-04 links added - not sure i like it but trying it anyway
4278048 2013-01-07 killed the *and* between orange and glow
fc03cd1 2013-01-07 the need for inclusion
f8ff4ae 2013-01-07 re-working the shopping section
9c71b2b 2013-01-07 fixing a line break in the shopping section
0f6e4eb 2013-02-20 killing the directory open - don't want to think about directory strcuture and how it releates to the overall themes at this point.
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## Notes on craft (and Kraft)
Super-efficient lollipop machined to
the end of bleached white stick,
Wrapped in and out with an orange
glow that feels outside of natural.
**marginal food**
**almost edible**
**dyspeptic and heartless it dominates through some unknowable magic**
…no, fuck that. i know the magic.
it's [Bernays' sauce](http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Edward_Bernays).
it's the factory, {the machine}, the automatic
wind of mass production that seeps itself
in a cloud, as a datapoint, as an enumerated
step on a list where this happens then that.
it's the store, {the product}, the sweet
need for inclusion planted in the air
conditioned subconscious and shielded from
the growing heat by your American shopping malls.
yes, it's the sweet need for inclusion.
(Somewhere in this process is the thing)
(that makes us all human again.)
(Some slow familiar foam bubbles in the)
(gaslit boroughs of the ego branded city.)
e61db84 2013-03-21 getting to the heart if the division poem. the theme of coming back to a poetic vision of the world - of poetry once again playing a role in a life that had largely left it behind - might yet give this particular poem som substance.
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