I grow old white man fat

in places that were spaces before,

as has devolved consumptive national culture

and anti-logistic economic planning

of, by, and for  incorporated extractive parasites,

sucking up life bloodstreams of old man fat

in bullish shit-commodities.

 

Ecological synergy of natural balanced systems

unfolding analogically and ecologically

across both Interior and Exterior Landscapes,

too often evaporates into entropic loss to

monochromatic silos,

neighborhoods and minds

identities and orthopraxis

locked behind irrational segregation,

sociopathological absence of multisystemic therapeutic wisdom,

choosing to continue spinning our revolving mouths

to swing negatively

sweeping past positive polarities to race negative feedback

suboptimization circles,

looking in at ego when we could look out at our supereco

looking back in at our trapped unwinding Live Show,

spellbound backward “evil” in our reverse-view mirror

rather than regenerating positive teleological potential,

purging out-of-balance competitive values and systemic functions,

negatively deviating from balanced equivalent values:

synergetically cooperate more by dissonantly competing less,

develop Climax Community polycultures more

by tipping equity away from dissonant monocultural economic dysfunctions,

like old man fat deposits,

growing tumorously negative,

bad karma places

where used to breathe more graceful empty spaces,

room for all of us to share.