WHOLE PACKAGE

WHOLE PACKAGE

this is my
          box

my beautiful package
devised, constructed, fabricated
to enhance,
         verify, verify, rectify
this most wonderful
of weapons

so many thousands pointed
at each other (every
megaton worth
millions)

so now we have
more than enough to go round
protection, satisfaction
for all
     no one to go needy
we guarantee you your share

so just put them in this box
here according to the wording
looks so nondescript
but it’s
marvellous, glorious I swear

look how eager it is
to embrace,
     sword-swallow each
pointed warhead

turn them into
art, sheer poetry, true
beauty
    as they disappear

somewhere, anywhere, nowhere
who gives a flying f where
they went to
      disappeared to

leaving us
cold and alone no hope
of
   final winter
ultimate prophecy

not the case with
all those
      other worlds in
their parallel universes

ours
    somehow surviving
beating impossible odds
of so
    doing, of our
contriving to do so

a blip
on a switch, screen
misread, word
mistranslated

they got the required treatment
the whole package as detailed

.
    

FIELD THEORY

FIELD THEORY

a thermonuclear blast
that’s real loadshedding for you

have to
      figure out
lightning, atoms,
electromagnetic field
how they connect
what
    is the exact interplay
between the four forces

all this at
    a University

built
    from twigs
and leaves

so much needing
to be re-
invented

not least
ourselves

WING

WING

Oh my little
chaos butterfly

soft as a poem
you flap
your wings

but no storm
no hurricane
                 agitated to fury
other
side of
the globe
by the breath
of this
wind

just
megaton upon
megaton

falling to
          Earth

spawned
    of this gossamer

first strike that will leave
in its wake

no speck
      of life

not a tiny
     living thing.





CAREFUL

CAREFUL

be careful
what you
do with

how you read
how you treat
this poem

avoid all risk of
contamination

shield
with tin foil
or with
concrete shell
containing
a lead-
lined box

the energy at the heart
of this poem
simply following
Einstein’s
equation
could split your
every atom

radiate
the Hell out of
you