Poetry DNA version:
Original vocal:
This bit of experimental whimsy owes a debt to the psychologists and philosophers who observe how our senses, such as sight, extend us beyond our physical selves and allow us to apprehend the world and beyond. Do robots have similar thoughts and anxieties? (Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep?)
The vocal line is DNA-synthesized in a Laurie Anderson kind of style.
Pull Chain
If I took the orange sliver
crescent of a moon at its word
and stretched my arm to place
my hand in its curve as if to
pull some cosmic chain, where
would I put my 238,855-miles-long*
arm afterwards? Would I unintentionally
bump into airplanes and electrical
lines? And what pocket could
hold my transformed hand when
I wanted to nervously hide it
away? And what world could
bear the light that this
moon pull-chain might
switch on?
What world
could bear it?
–Jr. James
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