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Kanovitz’s Vernissage, by Haneke


01.27.20 Posted in today's words by

T.S. Hidalgo’s most recent poem to appear here was “Lolita’s Store” (December 2019).

Kanovitz’s Vernissage, by Haneke
(The McDonaldization of terrorism)

By T.S. Hidalgo

George Ritzer and a corner are not the same thing:
enclosed, the vernissage fifteen, in an unending McDonald’s,
in the attic of a skyscraper,
gasoline smell and no Process,
without having been able to call your loved ones
(or already having lost them? maybe).
In this billionth case of terrorism,
they detected you had arrhythmias,
all sorts of disturbances
(one of the fifteen lost the twins he was waiting for);
no medication none,
yes, really, all of this is, potentially, a red Postdamer Platz:
no coffees no theaters no tobacco shops no square:
a terrace, an attic:
just a desert a yard a Gothic cemetery.
Those fifteen arrogant bearings
would have to return humiliated:
you, for whom spring was consecrated;
no medication none,
yes, really, all of this is, potentially, a red Postdamer Platz:
no coffees no theaters no tobacco shops no square:
a terrace, an attic:
just a desert a yard a Gothic cemetery.
Those fifteen arrogant bearings
would have to return humiliated:
you, for whom spring was consecrated;



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