
DAS BOMB






REVERSE GEAR TO THINK
road is tar
and economy
hole and
ideology
Someones everywhere
trying to follow
their roads
to their very end
and everything might be
cul-de-sac ultimately
(straat
loop dood in a
slightly more germanic taal)
hopefully you have the grace
not to mind my language
even as rubber
and aphsalt
chew
up each other
pedal to the metal and
concrete to the petal
me stuck in traffic can
safely presume I am
measurably not alone
in not
loving it
not noticing that the lights
had changed
anxious, Slavoj,
for the lights to change
someone
sitting with a sitar
at the back
of my head
reverse gear to think
this is a raga that will
colour the clouds
thus
colour
the
rain
PROUDLY
proudly
exactly at the moment
when angels fell
he
stood up
on his hind legs
put away
monkey business, childish
things
dropped
his prehensile tale
at which,
clock started ticking
for all obedience points
accrued
for infraction
points dropped
strewed the veld
with the detritus of
every hunter-
gatherer
later agricultural event
leaving bones to
be picked
by such as
Dawkins and Harari
bounding across new landscapes
from horizon
to horizon
virus
of conquest
so much space to acquire

DUE PROCESS
give the Devil
his due
saw him hauled into
court for
every human rights
violation in
the book
mainly because
he wrote the book
(proudly proclaiming
we are
still
only half through it)
been up to his crimes
against us
since the beginning
of time
which i am here
to spin as
errors of omission, simple
misdemeanors
with this battery of lawyers
up against us
how on Earth could
guilt be proved
beyond
reasonable, terrible,
existential doubt
and with jury
of peers from
the ranks and files of
humanity
carefully conscripted
and that Jagger-
Richards song fatally ringing
in all
our ears
a convinction on
even the slightest and
most trivial and
totally indefensible
political offence
amongst all
of which he
stands accused of
commiting since
the dawn
of time itself
impoosible to get
the court
sure
to reject
upon which, as I open
my case for the defence,
would
bet my life and
immortal soul itself
so give the Devil his due
his day
in court and
trust the process
