A 1993 MERCEDES-BENZ IS FILLED WITH SEQUINS AND FLIPPED OVER ONTO ITS ROOF BY MILLENNIALS.

Like being born 

as a thousand points of light, 

I want the best or nothing. 

I am like a physical boundary 

carved up for commerce.  

I am like a collective wish 

for freedom, then forgotten. 

I am like Michael Jackson 

in faux-militray apparel 

silent next to Bush 

in the Rose Garden. 

I am like the gold coins as sequins 

on the clothes of Tutankhamun. 

I am like Hans Haacke’s 

corporate takeover 

of an East German sniper tower, 

Benz emblem blazing. 

Like a Mercedes Benz 

or the heart of a sniper, 

I am a corporate takeover 

of Hans Haacke. 

On the clothes of Tutankhamun, 

I am like gold coins, 

or a rose in the garden. 

In faux-militray apparel 

silent next to Bush, 

I am like Michael Jackson 

wished for and then forgotten. 

I am like freedom 

carved up for commerce. 

I am like a physical boundary 

wanting nothing but the best,  

a thousand points of light 

being born. 

[MERCEDES BENZ, SEQUINS - sculpture/performance]

2016