In 1970, Kenneth M wrote: "The fact that one's hands are not soiled with art means nothing except that one's hands are clean."

concepts are the last
remaining antibacterial agent

notoriety spreads like
the andromeda strain
(we don/'t know what planet it came from)
it leaks from artist to critic to artist...
...in the middle of a wet dream I awoke
to find myself covered in the
liquid antiseptic of premature fame

Faith

In 1971, Kenneth W wrote: "Criticism transforms art so that it does not require faith."


through excavations of early phoenecian burial grounds and studying the tenets of scientology, we have learned that criticism is the only hope to restore faith in art

faith that a cab will always come
the gesture of hailing
is the arm signal allowing
us to recognize one another
the hailers -
the last clean agents

dichotomy


In 1969, Kenneth L wrote: "The idea is the machine that makes the art."


oh, kenneth L.
the art is the machine that makes the idea

these reversals are no accident
where there used to be machine forests
there is the trunk of the 1
and the hollow of the 0

abstinence

In 1853, Kenneth M wrote: "I would prefer 01101110 01101111."


no preference - if you hire me, I will write it

there is nothing and there is something
I wrote something because
my friends made something
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