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DANBOY

DANBOY

Oh how deeply
I regret my impatience!

finding it hard
waiting here for centuries
for a poem
that will
not come

how much better
it would have been
to be
exactly like
my dear friend
Danboy
       (or brother, or
brother’s keeper
or
   something)

who moves with
such lightning speed
hesitating
    for nothing

so fast he moves
between the moments
attains a speed
    that cannot be
seen
   by God.

SOMETIMES

SOMETIMES

sometimes
                   less than
    nothing
is an
         actual quantity

sometimes it is a literal
statement of fact
that you
    could not be more wrong

sometimes I
        desperately need
to shut
out
     your erratic energy

that I might respectfully
commune with
      the dead poets before me

who did
    in their time themselves commune

this a tradition going back
to the
     very first poet
at the beginning of time

CERTAIN OF IT

CERTAIN OF IT

was talking about death

and
   death talked back
spoke
out of turn

        whispered and
shouted

no hooded Bergman Bill
and Ted Last
Action Hero
           chess twister figure
standing
before me
     to attach to this voice

no death companion or
compadre with
him
   either

not a soul crossing back
with iconic death mark

to
  proclaim death
as abstract concept or
             physicality reality

I looked for death but
          death was done
and
   dusted

done and gone

pretty certain though
he had made a call

THE OARS DIP

THE OARS DIP

the oars dip into
the water
pushing the boat
down the fjord

such are the propulsion
means of history

something stirred, stirring
here that may
in the deep image of
time
   come to fruition, arrive
to embrace me
and confront me

relic
   revealed

the sea
   itself an ossiary

untold bones down
there already

     an every bone a lost
a told story

and amongst these intrepid graveyards
   so much rusted metal
which once flashed terribly,
proclaiming itself
as
   bright steel

my steel
      I find it hard to
bring to memory

as if I could just step into
such a life
   live the life of my blood
and extreme legacy

or am I
being too harsh with myself
missing something
not finding
     the tell-tale, been
here all this time

I see that Ragnar axe
scything through the air
cleaving
    the head off my shoulders

swinging sword of this line
piercing my belly
        Ah, yes this
is it
the very
Ppain I feared

Valkyrie here
on schedule it must be said
carrying me up and off
to beloved
        beerhall heaven of
forever belligerence

or
   insane idea that out there
gliding in stealthily
dragonship
   with my name on it

nearing my shore
        me to
take
     my place

the oars dip
into the water

IN HELL THERE IS NO HUMANITY

IN HELL THERE IS NO HUMANITY

in Hell
there is no humanity
nothing collective, shared
or universal

just
   Slice N’ Dice
fragmentation
   upon fragmentation

but music there is,
if the cacophony of suffering
should ever
    set into a rhythm
strike a tune

on its way to achieving
pre-planned and project
managed
    levels of production

the eternally tight schedules
that devils like to keep

loving
     the massive profits
forever configured
in this
their system of
anti-belief

SWEET

SWEET

good day
to die

day to die
with whipped cream
and sweet
   red cherry on
the top

and perfect cherry blossoms
for you too
   my lords Oda and Katsimoto
you see them
from our world of pain
as seppuku
takes you
     across the river
through the veil

and extra scoop
of fudge ice cream for all
who turned up
for the wake

sweet fudge caramel
ice cream

cold as a glacier
        have to
stall
   here at this place
this moment

as words
freeze

CHANCE

CHANCE

spied you
playing with dice

betting as you were
against the cosmos

maybe
it would be better
to play with fire

sad to see you lost
sad to
    tell everybody

something to do
with cursed sequence
and bad fractals

I know this
been there
done that

watched from my
fiction of a promontory
as everything ran
down
    hill from here
Valentino Rossi
popping a wheelie
in sixth gear

thought
  I could have
another go     another throw

by unanimous consent
agree to reconsider

last last chance
        the dice so obviously
heavily loaded
ninety-nine
     times out of
a hundred to
cast snake eyes