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In batteries
and metallic deposition
there is an acidic corrosive
oppositional attraction
that drives the process
until the weaker element
has been sucked dry
charged matter and its absence
in tin-pan jungle beat monkey caracole
hunched and lurching
in zigzag course
back and forth
the shimmering veil
atomic glitter
the featureless undifferentiated regularity
stuns the eye

This substrate has all the qualities of quicksand
sticky insubstance
It wants to suck you down
your form stripped away
and atoms dispersed
This is the energetic profundum
the dull throbbing dance of insensate matter
of transformers vibrating and warm to the touch
Acids in solutions, stripping away
electronic recombination

 I am interested, after all this,
not in the thing per se
nor in its end (though I fear it)
which is depletion and torpor

The process is work performed
Mechanical excitation
At the minimum,
in foot pounds squared and seconds cubed
Beyond this,
Art is created
by oppositonal forces
in vectors of attraction
The vast panoply of life in riot
cacaphonous and resistive
stretches between these poles

Who creates the art?
Can the hand that crafts it claim progenitorship?
Where does it come from?
From dark sources, unknown?

One must surrender to the possession
and art will rise like
the organic primal scud
come bubbling up
out of the
antediluvian acid depths




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© 2001 G. Turner