LIGHTS OUT
lights out for you
for me
lights out for us both, for
us all
to the edge
of infinity
and we haven’t even talked
had dinner together
and what
comes after
and so now we know
there ain’t no after
so wrap yourself
in your body blanket
construct
a Faraday cage
dig around to uncover
a shovel put
together a bunker
maybe unearthing
signs
of comet impacts
and lost
civilizations
all the way down
I wished we might
go down
TOGETHER
together
we saw Avatar together
learnt how to fly
across our new world
but this Universe
starting to split, fragment
fracture
and we too divided as
everything ends up becoming
no visual paradise
to upload ourselves into
and now
we are on opposite
sides of the galaxy
this our
sole moment of
pure dream
ODDS ON
bet you
don’t encounter
too many wobbly
xenomorphs
out there
coming here to conquer
and convert you
teach you
the truth
of their
unbalanced philosophy
so many equivalences between
our worlds and cultures
including our deep
religious faith
in four-
lane highways and
reality
TV the black hole of
consumption we
were created to be
GRACE
by grace of
was saying grace straight
forty days
and forty nights
had to survive the flood
by surfing on my plate
could have
said it as
an epigram
spoken it
as haiku
no
saving grace
as every unsavoury creature
made its way to gorge its
greedy seven-
deadly self
turning our feast
into a mockery
as
bone-headed
as it
graceless gets
and raw
a ritual rhapsody
THE GODS OF FOOTBALL
the gods of football
turned against us
they scripted our defeat
up there, in the stars
No. They didn’t.
I checked with them
and they swore that
they hadn’t bothered to watch
were much
more interested in
the Burrow/Mahomes match up
than teams committing suicide
via the failed execution
of a diabolically bad plan
DEAD PERFECT
no one, nothing
has ever moved
across this dead planet
I feel we can safely concludd this
though more scrupulous
scientific analysis
might
say something different
and yet
here I am
in the picture
there is a world out there somewhere
in an expanding universe
dead perfecf match
for this one here
before us
now, of
which we speak
the planet
looking back at us
seeing, not seeing,
perhaps
even conceptualizing
there
being physics in
these rocks a serious mathematics
in the current uncertanties
regarding a history of life
and speculation about
what might well have
been a purple sky
before
something
may well have
absconded
with the atmosphere
STAR BRIGHT
sapphire blue star
at my window
and you with a dish full
of technicolour mushrooms
figured
even with
the blessing of Vega
this is
just too early
in the morning for
over the rainbow
but the magic in those fungi
such that
a tin-
brained man can
solve such
complicated equations
as any red-eyed billion terrabyte
wizard
locking the pod bay
or monolith
on the Moon
Shuffle through selves
as though through cards
Tarot cards
really ancient, origin
God knows where
that reek of dark
and translucent magic
and here
is the Empress, all
Aphrodite
she I was most faithful to
in the face of
steep disregard
her beauty, as you see here,
leaving me floundering
leaving me speechless
reading in the arcanas
the failures of my journey
as I cling to
this mask trying to
keep it secure as
it slides down
my face
the tragi-comic smirk
moulded there
mocking my feeble
attempts and onrushing failure
as I grope in
this swallowing darkness
for some
kind of illumination
some
kind of source perhaps there a
complete reading, a divination,
the wisdom
that I need
if there is wisdom
you always telling me
we can
find the wisdom
(so Empress-like
in everything
you
do).
I sent a haiku
out into deep space
so much beauty there
coded in binary
wonder if it will
be translated into a thing
to read, or see, smell, touch,
taste, feel
and the thousand other
alien senses
MUPPET
as Niner fans go
I’m a real muppet
(must be one
to think we would
get
to the Superbowl,
the fourth quarter
of our
last visit
firmly behind us)
so call me a muppet
— go on, trumpet that truth
(truth of
your perspective
as you
limitedly see it)
leave me in my cuddly
muppet comfort zone
believing my eyes
and the logic
of analysis
so many fans here bandying
it around
at every opportunity:
muppet muppet muppet
were that they
could have such charm,
wit and
be that
cuddlesome
(or meet
a muppet of
power that might
tear
off their heads)
poems 2 die for