Steph Smith /

Poetry


Predictions 2018


They

Will

Continue

To

Make

Right

Angles

Where

Curves

Used

To

Be,

We’ll

Keep

Running

Into

Them.


There 

Will 

Be 

Resurgence 

Of 

The 

Phrase 

“Back 

To 

Basics”. 

Less 

Procreation! 

More 

Recycling! 


More

Serial

Killer

Movies,

More

Picasso

Exhibits

Above

50th

Street,

More

Workplace

Surveys

Asking

“What

Is

Your

Purpose

In

Life?”


Formlessness

Will

Become

A

Way

Of

Speaking,

A

Cacophony

Heralding

New

Theses.


We’ll

Write

Our

Own

Dictionaries

And

We’ll

Use

Them

Too.


Things 

Will

Continue

As

One

Would

Expect

Them

To.


Luxurious

New

Commodities

Will

Be

Developed

And

Added

To

Top

Ten

Gift

Lists.


Celebrities

Will

Continue

To

Repurpose

Our

Struggles

As

Accessories.


We

Will

Develop

New

Ways

To

Touch

One

Another.


There

Will

Be

More

Memoirs,

More

Sci

Fi,

More

Fantasy,

More 

Horror

Stories.


I

Will

Continue

Working

For

A

Man

Who 

Can

Afford

Me.


All

The

Emergency

Exits

Will

Remain

Stacked 

Vertically. 


Yes,

The

Seas

Will

Continue

To

Rise,

And

The

Sycamore

Trees

Will

Keep

Coming

Of

Age

And

Burst 

Into

Flame.


More

Death

By

Cell

Phone

Screen,

More

Geotags,

More

Granularity,

More

Dating

Apps

To

Reduce

The

Minimal

Required

Gesture

To

Something

I

Can’t

See. 


Everything

Getting

Bitten

Down

To

A

Bite

Size

Chunk.


Content 

Branding

Will

Become

A

Confused

Entity.


We

Will

Say

“You

Can

Hardly

Even

Tell

It's

Branding.

You

Can 

Hardly

Even

Tell

It's

Content.”


Wood

Laminate

Will

Continue

To 

Look

Artificial

And

We

Will

Continue

Buying

It.


Someone 

Will 

Find

A

Way

To

Do

To

The 

Power

World

What

Institutional

Critique

Did

To

The

Art

World,


Chip

Away

At

Its

Interior

Shellac

Only

To

In

The

End

Fortify

It.


The

New

Fashion

Trend

Will

Be

Stained

Glass

Teeth,

We’ll

Flash

Smiles

Holy

At

One

Another

During

Subway

Scenes.


The 

Williamsburg

Waterfront

Condos

Will

Slide

Off

From

The

Bank

Of

The

East

River

And

Get

Carted

To

Sea.


And 

Our

Great

Oral

Tradition

Will

Continue

In

Spite

Of

The

Erasures.

We’re

Doing

It

Right

Now.


We’ll

Recognize

Our

Desire

And

Its

Ability

To

Flow

Like

Plasma,

Fluid

Water

To

Fall 

Into.


Prediction 

Markets

Also

Known

As

Predictive

Markets,

Information

Markets, 

Decision

Markets,

Idea

Futures,

Event

Derivatives

Created

For

The

Purpose

Of

Trading

The

Outcome

Of

Trading

The

Outcome

Of

Events.

Prediction

Market

Trading

Between

And

100% 

Is

A

Binary

Option

That

Will

Expire

At

The

Price

Of

Or 

100%. 

Decision

Markets,

Idea 

Futures,

To

100 

Percent

Will

Continue.


Innovations

In

Transportation

Design

Will

Inspire

More

Human

Contact

From

A

To

B

And

We’ll

Be

Gladdened

By

This,

We’ll

Accept

It 

Willingly.


All

The

Embroidery

Lining

The

Collars

In

The

Basement 

Of 

The

Metropolitan

Museum

Of

Art

Will

Begin

To

Unravel.


All

The

Racist

Sugar

Bowls

And

Salt

And

Pepper

Shakers

And

Butter

Dishes

And

Hat

Stands

And

Dinner

Bells

On

The

Shelves

Of

Antique

Stores

Across

America

Will

Shatter

And

Fall

Marking

A

Shift

In

Gravitational

Pull.


We

Will

Begin

To

See

That

One

And

One

Don’t

Actually

Make

Two

Or

At

Least

Not

Necessarily.


I’ll

Learn

What

Sentiment

Tracking

Is

And

Then

I’ll

Quickly

Unlearn 

It.

You

Know

People

Click

Through

This

To

Get

To

A

Bounty.


All

The

Things

We

Learned

In

Our

Art

Educations

Will

Continue

To

Fall

Out

Of

Our

Heads

And

Onto

And

Onto

What?

Exactly.


In

The 

Summer

We

Will

Roll

To

The

Sea,

Old

Puffer

Coats

At

Our

Feet.


We’ll

Find

Crushed

Petals

Between

Two

Bible

Pages

Only

To 

Ask

What

Is

The

Sacrosanct

In

A

Constant

Feed?


I’m

Gonna

Watch

You

Put

A

Dark

Metaphor

Into

A

Glittery

Font, 

Watch

You

Trace

The

Word

Macabre

With

A

Highlighter

Pen.


We 

Will

All

Continue

This

Durational

Performance

We’ve

Been

Complicit

In.


And

Authenticity

Will

Continue

To

Mean

The

Same

Thing,

Which

Is

Nothing.

"Happy Capitalism" by Steph Smith