A Belorussian with a wheelbarrow in Athens
makes more than a brain surgeon in Moscow

A monkey with a tin cup on the streets of Bonn
makes more than a man with a hoe in Niger

Algerian spit disappears into sand faster
than reindeer shit on the tundra

A woman in Tallinn scratches herself
with a bamboo hand

A child in Stumphump, Tennessee eats a plastic cockroach
from Hong Kong and begins to choke

In a members only club in Vancouver, BC little middle aged mandarins
dine on Siberian Tiger penis and order up big breasted blondes

If we allow, for a moment, a Grenadan banana to represent the vigor
of worlds yet to emerge and a Finnish cell phone in the hands
of an Italian marketer still living with his mother to symbolize
an ability to service debt...

If blood itself is a commodity.... and the water that makes it
if semen human eggs hashbrowns coffee orange juice and
a short stack $4.99 seamen, often Greek but in this case
Russian, swagger off their Liberian registered freighter owned by
Norwegians living in Bahamian tax exile and strut into downtown
Panama City with wads of dollars stuffed near their nuts

While in a glass tower in Singapore a 23 yr old coke freak from Manchestergagging on Indonesian pollution transfers the entire treasury of Zanzibar, such as it is, into the account of one Alfie Greedriver of Hackensack, New Jersey who at this very moment is drooling over pickup truck tires the size of Outer Mongolian yurts, I mean the chief's yurt

If telecom static originating somewhere in Uzbekistan can cause periodic
impotence amongst weight lifting Russian Old Believers still stuck
in the Amazon basin, then what will happen to the Bulgarian acrobats
stranded in Amsterdam, whose only commodity, besides an ability to
juggle while forming a human pyramid, is a pair of very sad leopards?

Do you know how many people have touched your underwear which even
this very moment is rubbing against your sex? Think of all the dark
hands in places you can't even pronounce that have fingered the fabric.

Will the web get so dense the sky disappears?

A Romanian carnival strongman is selling one of his kidneys all over the
Peloponnesos, the same kidney

At Vromogourna an American poet is bugging his British/Greek wife as she heads to the loo with a French magazine to sit on an Italian toilet that doesn't flush worth a shit

Simultaneously, ball bearings manufactured by denizens of the Chinese
gulag, men whose every internal organ is for sale over the internet
(that's www. hot vitals.com), those ball bearings are failing, causing an
Hungarian bus packed to the windows with Japanese to careen out of
control just below the heights of Machu Pichu

You are being dispersed into commerce

You are a commodity, an article of traffic, a unit of exchange

How much are you worth now? And now?
Your value is in flux, every moment hot electricity surges round the
planet changing your price, your intrinsic worth, the sum you'll bring,
the money, honey, which isn't currency but merely electronic blips,
semi-quavering piddles in the data midden

Soon the entire species will be able to ponder your posted value and follow the action as traders take positions, jumping on the momentum that rumors of your low cholesterol has generated

While at this very moment American made bombs dropped by American
planes flown by American pilots (some of the most precious men on the
planet) are blowing to bits whoever is unfortunate enough to be in the
way, that is, anybody who happens to live down there, them
indigenous creatures whose price has fallen so low trading has been
halted, although once in a refugee camp their value begins ever so
slowly to rise

The engine of commerce has left the station and we are on it
merchandise that no one will take responsibility for
the product of international mercantile intercourse
and that is some kind of fucking, brothers and sisters,
penetration so deep it exits in Katmandu

Where Chicago Bulls windbreakers are on sale and being snatched up by
Germans disguised as Dutch, speaking Danish tinged English for the
benefit of no one in particular while everyone rides the wave of trade
sniffing about for a piece of the action

For a way into the game into the frenzy into the energy field that has replaced gravity - this is now what makes the world go round,
forget all that planetary tug and pull, trade and profit have superseded
all natural law, for all are involved and more are coming, every second
somewhere another sucker starts sucking air demanding
instantaneous gratification