or, Caveat Emptier
Technique as a subject—with practice, made perfect—
makes no room for object, or defect, or affect:
clear ceilings revealing the windowless, doorless.
Who falls to the floor before walls all as flawless?
Conceit as the subtext: the absent made concrete,
the present its context; the airhead as aesthete
with nihilist leanings, deceitfully preening.
The meme is extreme: inconceivable meaning.
Philip Quinlan has a chapbook, Head Lands (White Violet Press, 2012). He received nominations, in 2011, for both The Best of the Net and Pushcart. His work has appeared in: The Flea, The Chimaera, Lucid Rhythms, Lilt, Soundzine, Numinous, The Avatar Review, The Centrifugal Eye, Sea Stories, Shit Creek Review, Shot Glass Journal, Victorian Violet Press, Whale Sound, Studio 360, In Stereo Press, The Hypertexts, Lighten Up Online, Antiphon and Raintown Review. He is also co-editor of Angle Journal of Poetry in English. He lives in the UK.