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letra de american kitsch - karen jonas

a camera zooms into the atmosphere
and all that’s left to see here
is piles and piles and
miles and miles of
trash

decades of yesterday’s treasures
the must-have crazes of every generation
each fly-by-night design trend
mass-produced and reduced
to stacks on top of stacks
decaying but
alarmingly slowly

a curious octopus investigates my old toothbrush
he shakes his bulbous head and
mutters something about incompetence
as a delivery truck rumblеs down my block
forgotten but not gone
so much stuff

like my wеdding dress
one thousand three hundred dollars
better spent on rent
or a trip to vegas
where the odds aren’t so against us
but dopamine is cheap
coffee, candy, whiskey
i could buy my dreams
if i could afford them (which i can’t):
margaritaville’s a happy plastic island
disney world is perfect plastic magic
and i’m sold
i want to go there

meanwhile old trucks rust in junkyards
satellites collide like race cars
and my windshield has a crack so large
i can hardly see where i’m going

consumerism is our national religion
and i try but i can’t escape it
i love it as much as i hate it
the rise and fall of american kitsch
looked better on elvis
now we’re accelerating toward some
ominous high-tech destination
with botox-stuck smiles on our faces but
no matter how many products i purchase
my vanity project is failing
i am aging
my hair is greying
i sat at my kitchen table
pen scratching on printer paper
i wrote
“life is a process
art is truth
joy is real
humanity is kind
and there is nothing left to buy”

then i set it on fire
particulates clogging the night sky
i scoop my packages off the porch and
look up with tired eyes
start my car’s ailing engine
peer through my broken windshield
and drive

- karen jonas

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