Obligatory Techno-Orientalism

Frame 1: close up
Black behind the ears
Effaced the «I»
Drunk off triple distilled
Bottle of white tears
Trailed off and picked up
On a surgically-repaired knee
Reference point: Suburban fantasy
Mr. Miyagi
Found who I was projected as
Chilling with Edward Said
Finished drafts of post-colonial raps
Playing Cooking Mama on my Wii
At the close of Eid
Figured innovation as a symptom
Of postmodern greed
Actually well
Devoid of linguistics, subaltern speech
Regaled with economic theory
Singular narrative genes
Trauma supposed only allele, as so to speak
Schedule One nine-to-five breaths
Rise in the east and rise in the yeast
With some
Obligatory Techno-Orientalism
Cleared the sample and
Adjusted to that 400 meter rhythm
Ran out of time to share my
Clickbait anachronisms and
Deposited my liberal outrage
In a dingy prison
Profit margins scribbled with all those
Investor stock options
Excel spreadsheet recurring dreams
With all them groups watching
Esoteric cold sweat mornings after
Flip-top macbook hyperlinks to
Transracial cookbook chapters
Well
Rachel takes the California role
Doles it out to Kylie Jenner who’s
Patenting her own stripper pole
Cast in that refashioned remake of that movie
(what?) Friday
G-Eazy's playing Cube’s part
While Felicia’s gone Miley
Well, prefer this next digression avoids
Addiction to media res
But I began my story in the middle and
Auto-didacted off a ledge
Lyrics cliffhang at behest of some of my
Racialized appearance
And I’ve dredged with Mr. Jones
Muckraking trash inside my River Spirit
Yeah