Last American Hero

James Ferraro

Where the lines of lines meet, rock to rock, power to power. Riff, riff, riff, minimal changes in our own stories about landscape. Dark pours down inevitably on the highway to hell. Rambling up to a beaver dam, slow speed only makes the journey more difficult. Blessings of obedience, a blind travelling companion. Thrust in jack knives is a completed stage of compulsion.

1. F-150 as energy drink worship temple / F150 NIGHT EROS AT THE HIGHWAYS END

ON A LOST HIGHWAY UNDERNEATH THE DESERT SKIES, WHERE THE ROAR OF HER VOICE IS HEARD, THE ENERGY ENHANCED GLADIATOR WISHES TO MERGE AS ONE WITH HIS GIRL. HIS TONGUE RING GLOWS UNDERNEATH THE RENO MOON. HER SILVER SILENCE BEGS FOR HIS PLEASURE. HE CAN HEAR HER CALL DEEP WITHIN HIS BEING, AS THE DESERT CLOUDS ROLL ON OVER HIS METAL SLAVE, SHE SUBMITS TO BE PARKED AND THE SHADOW OF LOVE IS AMOUNG THEM, PIERCING THROUGH THE SECOND GUESSES THAT CALL. IN A WORLD NO OTHER COULD SO TOUCH HIM AS THE LOVE BETWEEN GLADIATOR AND HIS GIRL THAT MOJAVE SUN CAME RISING OVER THEM AND THE NIGHT’S BINGE AS ONE AT THE HIGHWAYS END.

2. BLACKTOP TUMBLE WEED: EMPTY MONSTER ENERGY DRINK CAN

A BLACKTOP WEED ROLLS AROUND THE DRIED TAR ONLY A DREAM OF IT’S MASTER BLOWING IN THE WIND. FROM THE HAND OF THE GLADIATOR WHO NOW HUNTS FOR A DREAM, A FLAT SCREEN DREAM. GALVANISED BY A STUCCO PSYCHOCHEMICAL ABSORBED EGO MASTER SLAVERY. HE BREATHES DR. OXidizes THE MEMORY. HE WILL NEVER FORGET. CRAFTED BY THE GREEN JUICE HE IS REBORN THE ALPHA HUNTER, PSYCHOSOMATIC PEDAL DISTORTION SOUNDS IN HIS HEAD. A WARP OF THIRTY SCREAMS BEFORE GOD HEAD IS FULLY SHOCKED INTO BEING. HE IS NAKED ON THE ASPHALT EARTH, OWNING REALITY. IN HIS DESERT OF ADRENALINE THE NOMADIC MIND CONTINUES FOREVER REPENTING IN A MANTRA PROGRAM: “I AM HALO”

3. HEADLINES (ACCESS HOLLYWOOD)
COSTCO NOMADS

A GROUP OF HUMANS PRESUMED LOST FOR THE LAST DECADE AND A HALF WERE FOUND ALIVE CAMPING OUT IN THE BACK RECESSES OF A COSTCO SUPER MARKET. AFTER BEING LOST DEEP INSIDE OF THE COSTCO BUILDING FOR WEEKS WITHOUT ANY OUTSIDE CONTACT, THEY FINALLY STARTED THE SETTLEMENT OF “NO FEAR”. THOSE WITH CELL PHONES SAID THEY HAD NO RECEPTION INSIDE OF THE BUILDING CUTTING THEM OFF FROM ANY COMMUNICATION WITH THE OUTSIDE WORLD AND GAVE UP HOPE WHEN THEIR BATTERIES FINALLY LOST ALL OF THEIR CHARGE. THEY HUNTED FOR FOOD SAMPLES TO SURVIVE. CHILDREN BORN WITHIN THE SETTLEMENT HAD NO CONCEPTION OF A WORLD BEYOND THE COSTCO BUILDING, HAVING THEIR OWN DEVELOPED LANGUAGE AND SIGNIFICANT BIOLOGICAL ALTERATIONS. THE SURVIVORS HAVE EXPRESSED TO THE MEDIA A TYPE OF SPIRITUAL RESPECT FOR THE COSTCO CENTER AS A SUSTAINING MOTHER NATURE TYPE PROVIDER BIO-DOME.