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BUFFALO BILL HITS THE CIRCUS

BUFFALO BILL HITS THE CIRCUS

was at the circus
but the tent fell
down
    swamping poets,
academics
and other clowns

maybe the pole was broken
no way steadfast Shakespearean

perhaps
     Nietzsche’s concept
of evil which
I did lately relate
   offended every deity,
was tempting fate

a direct dereliction
of poetic duty

speaking of which
         when those poets
copped it
not much, to use my TS
word should be
bewailed as
    having been given
much
    lilting solipsism there
sweetest narcissism

stuck in
    their own heads:
what it
means to be
        this sort of man
what it means to
be a woman
    what poetry must
become in a Zuckerberged world

and
     what magic deserted when
we got skinned

those bodies even more
dumb and devoid of stuff

no
magical coat for me thenn

MACHINE

MACHINE

sometimes I slip
into a bad
philosophical space

lose it in
my psyche

flirt with
falling off the rails
when it
comes to my own humanity

thinking
   if you other,
you                             alien

no way
   you think, feel like me,
we never
can
   agree

our speech
        never intersect, no
coincidence
      within belief

shame on me
       shame on me

I bleed, I desire, I want
I need

     I fear
and Oh, my God, how
much I fear

and yet as you look
wonder
          what you see

it could well be alien
    I may be just machine

IN THE MIRROR (HEAL)

IN THE MIRROR (HEAL)

in the mirror
we were

all together
all beautiful

luxuriated in a joy
that could not
be real

took me
     time to grasp
how here
were sown the seeds
of an
   impossibility
that was
  our destruction

needed to
       read Alice, see
the Matrix

sit on your couch for ours
as you teased out
every tumour

in my consciousness

and then, no doubt too late,
I began to heal