ON THE CARDS

ON THE CARDS

my robot
took me
to the South Pole

she dialed in
a formation of doves
to strafe
                      me
with lore

took my
        heart down

into Vesuvius
Volcano

froze me cryogenically
and sent me hurled me
                  into deep space

he mind ticking over
as we nudged forward at light speed

her limbs fully uncoupled
and then coupled for
infinitely greater attachment

permanent
decoupling never on the cards





THEY

THEY

they papered over the cracks
until there was only paper
the whole wall
was wallpaper
steadily depreciating
but as of now
worth a ton

but so much
focus on the paper
we were told
to forget about doors
forget about windows
forget about foundation
forget
about structure

and then
they wrapped all
our joys in
smothering, swaddling paper

killing them off
telling us
out with
the old in
with the new

and loss of our joys
pleasures and
freedoms

part of the
new beauty
wealth of
our trajectory

purpose of life reconceived for all

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