DEMONIC
you were once
labelled love synonymous
but now
we decided
we like you callous and cruel
prefer you
as death threat
happy if you love the
hate we have become
as we further warp
and twist our image
knowing it to be divine
by sacred
definition
no matter how
much
it murderously delight
in how demonic
it has
grown
YOU
you, whom I love,
who twice
(not once)
gave me
the gift of life
who are you?
where
are you?
nothing of what I am told
can I longer believe
imagining writing the text
saying the words that
will change the picture
transform
everything
but there you are, at
my level,
down to my
size
picking up stones
rooting through the rubble
lest there be those
lost and forgotten
erased by history
needing to be
found
restored to memory
MASH UP
it’s all
a mash up
can’t get head or
tail of anything
saw this thing bullet-
spewing, bullet-riddled
claiming to
be rational
so, for God’s sake,
plrase exercise, and if not
exercise,
express extreme caution
when you pitch up
at my door to exterminate
careful not to throw
me and the baby
out with the boiling bathwater
as you flood through
every room with
mandate
to control
penchant to wipe out
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.
SCORPIUS
Last time I saw you
it was middle of November
just after your birthday
you were with someone
who looked alien
on the dark
side of the Moon
Scorpius was at its zenith
and you wwre discussing
telekinesis, expanded
consciousness
and meme
transmission
wbklst I stood quiet
as a Sentinel
unobserved
as I had been through
each of a host of
less
than celestial
shapes
and incarnations
defined by the demeanor each
tragic loss
to survive.
UNLESS
the meek shalt
inherit the Earth
unless
the meek
are beneath
contempt
snake slithering
leopard crawling
bellies
scraping desert
sand or
black soil
leading you to think
no
response has been planned
no strategic trap
your low
and high roads
so undermined
Ah yes,
the Earth as promised
will be theirs
their force an army too
huge, top astute,
to meek
and mild
to suffer defeat, be
any way cheated
I say “unless”
but this is certainty
HOMELAND
I am
not into homeland
am unhooked
but not unhinged
my mind wanders
finds fertile soil everwhere
can live in
this space forever
but I would never call it
my homelamd
restrict it to my self
presume the right to
live and legislate
such narrowness
if I were to
how would the Universe
find it in its
ever expanding heart
to condescend
to forgive me.
POLITY
let me speak
on behalf of all small
creatures
myself having
been small creature
who survived extincion event
millions of years ago
having grown to the
power that laughs at
they who could not stay
the great lizards
the thunderous power
ever
expanding power
to destroy this planet
in a moment
on
a whim
with a single breath
let me speak for the worm
and the millioede, the gnat
and yes, the butterfly
let me speak
their polity
their dream of survival,
of creature prosperity
on their behalf
become foreceful, get rhetorical
make a clear case for them
so much
we owe them in that
should
not overlook
in their smallness
humilitu
let me speak
for these creatures, lesr
no one speak for them
RED FLAG
Oh its a red flag
to the see the flag
of humanity burned
without necessarily first
being
dragged in the mud
why so? Why
should we give a shit
about
humanity and its flag
at all
at all?
this the suffering needed
to preserve the sacred order
whose
flag (blood-
soaked)
of Heaven
must triumph over all.
DREAMCATCHER
glad to see you installed
your dreamcatcher
hanging over your bed,
very best place to be
so many twists and turns
these days in the fabtic of the real
and therefore
one should position
this transcendent web
for
optimum screening
would not want
to find a baby xenomorph
and its twin
chomping their way through
your chest
to celebrate first breath
with the simultaneous
death of
its mummy and daddy
terrible in film, or real life,
let alone a dream
not that there are not
dreams more disturbing,
hideous and
altogether more poisonous
involving ships and planes
missile tracking radar and
self-
appointed
policemen of the seas
poems 2 die for