LINGER

LINGER

unspeakably glad
you have
taken time

to read this poem
stepped outside the habitus
of your time zone
embraced relativity
treated each
word as special

allowed
your mind to linger
dally with the craziness
of each idea

such time to spare
such acumen, breadth
and depth

all of
which

a function of our modern
exponential economic
and social development transforming our

time space
space time
mindset

rendering our
reality much
more malleable, elastic,
receptive

which
you so most
beautifully exemplify if

you
have made it so far

HEY POEM

HEY POEM

hey poem

    structurally
speaking

are you
    wrestling? are
you
  striptease?

looked for you
in Barthes mythologies

did not
    find you

maybe you are
not a part of
any
  system
  of signs

have
nothing to do
with culture
at all

SOMETIMES

SOMETIMES

sometimes
I am
just
randomness

Cummings words
      jumping all over the
quantum page

as if
    twin slit experiment

(the smile of physics gone Gemini
getting our minds pretty
        tangled up together
                        you tell me coyly
inform me
    in no uncertain terms)

if it cannot be
          real
                        this everything

if it is lax on locality

        could it
                      be dream?

I asked this of the iconic cat
in the box before it
                        disappeared

and now I am blessed with
the answer but sworn to secrecy

science
          now in uproar

doctoral candidates frayed
fissile

        exploding in clouds of
white chalky dust
as if
    made of talcum powder

all over Tesla’s headstone
thinking of
      the half-life of what
lies
  in that grave

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EXPANDED

EXPANDED

come back
when I have expanded

come back when I’m
about to go galactic

right now I am going to
be trivial, sound run
of the mill
exploring how
my silly little brain comes
to terms with
my silly little life

like those word-
wizards oc this post post
late capitalist age

wearing their cheap
durable llastic accolades
as if
they were gods

PUT DOWN

PUT DOWN

Put down
your candy crush game
(would so
like your candy
to crush)

but first a word from
our advertisers

if you went professional
option you would get
premier service and not have

to worry about anything

meanwhile in the simulation
that is the poem
we are either particles
or waves or
both or neither

so let me crush your candy
whatsover

catch you me
cheating on the two
slit experiment

by the time the last line enjambs

many many alternate universes
(eat your heart out
Michelle Yeoh)

up and running, teeming
with our joint energies

WHEN THE POEM READS …. YOU! reading my poems at Marionhill Monastery KZN RSA 2005