Blood pressure falling to shock levels: Young I was and Camera-Eyed. This patient will not recover. My body moves producing photographic prints and negatives with every last forward-crawl. I am actual person NASDAQ’D and class-published as identity-photograph. I am self-scarring and intra-alveolar. Camera Eyes and Microphone by force.
My Microphone-Insert relies on Tongue-Roughening—a musical thrombosis that transmits motion to Microphone-Insert’s cellular walls. Each man-made step I step, another cytolytic effect I sell as classification prostitute as memorization destitute. I am a control system’s control system throbbing as Internet tags. Tag my technological processes. Tag your tears along my walls. Tagged with ‘she’s kissing me too hard.’ Tagged with ‘he’s kissing me too hard.’ I am a slow-reacting science of guinea pig saboteurs! I am well-standardized techniques—every horse left behind in the Kingdom of Information Processing. A Cracker A Barrel A Bush of control devices in accordance with computer directions.
A-A-A: I’M A LARGE DOSE OF CLOWN BROKE-DOWN.
I am Camera Eyes and Microphone by force.
I am Venom-Secreting.
Paul Cunningham is the author of two e-chapbooks of poems: Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer (Pangur Ban Party, 2010) and Foamghast (NAP, 2012). He manages Radioactive Moat Press, edits Deluge, and works as an editorial intern for Action Books. His writing has appeared in publications including Tarpaulin Sky, Witness, DIAGRAM, A Capella Zoo, H_NGM_N, and The Destroyer. He is currently pursuing a MFA at the University of Notre Dame. For more, visit http://pecunningham.tumblr.com/