a post-kardashian world

most of the time,

i’d say, 99.9% of the time,

i long for a

post-kardashian world.

 

now, when i speak of kardashian,

i do not speak of the lesser kardashians

that no one cares about…

no,

i speak of the

big-assed,

glamour-queen,

sex-tape,

door knob of a human being,

that we have all accepted as being

“relevant”

&

the clones that march in her wake---

all those that make up

the kardashianism of our culture…

yes,

that means

lady gaga,

miley cyrus &

all the plastic one-hit-wonders

who have been whored out & pimped by the industry

to prove that talent means nothing in our

shallow,

hollowed out,

america.

 

this kardashianism writhes in the pompous ego of

kanye west as well---

a man who cannot live for even a moment

outside of the limelight…

as if

anyone

cares

anymore.

 

for saying that you are the shit,

even if you are the shit,

makes you look like a self-aggrandizing

fuck,

and he takes the bill.

 

so as the king & queen of

kardashianism,

tie the knot and churn out more of the same,

we need to put an end to their faces being on every

goddamn magazine,

every news show,

every website…

as

if

there

was

nothing

better

happening

in this stupid country.

 

but there is that .1%  of my time

that gets spent looking at this a whole different way…

that is,

if the majority of america is brainwashed into giving a shit

about this

kardashianism…

then most certainly, they will never corrupt the art in the world

that is actually good!

and unlike these paper mache icons,

who will shrivel and die with time,

these less seen & less heard artists

will ring true throughout our lives,

giving us substance

while the rest of the world rots away,

like the teeth of a kid who refuses to stop eating

candy,

or a fucking

meth head whose grown to love the pipe

just as much as s/he’s grown to worship

the lack of anything real

left within the borders of this country.