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YES YANIS

YES YANIS

“the surreal colonizing the real”
                     Yanis Varoufakis

Columbus would have made it
if he had not traded
his ships in for jet skis
and surf boards

would have made it
to the Pacific
if he had not
stopped off in DC
to watch the
Army Navy game

his progress tracked
by GPS satellite, with
constant updates on
FOX, CNN and
alternate media
(outside Columbia and
MIT braves from
the seven nations having
set up
protest encampments)

Zadie so worried
whether her hypothetical
Zionist student would
not be bound
to feel aggrieved, suffer
horrific identity collapse

if hole in your vessel
easy to find a plug in DC
use a member of the house

the Hatter would tell Christopher
as the tenor got weirder
and the teapots all ran out
tea enough
   still perhaps
after a previous party
floating in the harbour, but
for a great teapot at
this time of writing, a
wanderer did inform him,
you might
have to consult Boeing and
the military
     industrial complex

Ah, the logic, the methodology,
suffice it to say, pure area 51
pure Man Ray,

pure
    little girl without arms
bullet
through her head this
tale of Wonderland
is not about

you came to these shores and did
not expect to find palaces
did not expect to
encounter castles
golden dubloons maybe,
perhaps
    a golden gate bridge

but not a landscape of
golf course and tenement
and cloud
    saturated with capital

dodging those Lakota arrowheads

they said that
here there

would be no King
everybody would be a king
as
   many kings on deck
as playing cards

Christopher somehow now
up in the Rockies inside
the Overlook Hotel

ghostly overseer Stanley
whispering in his ear
an adage that
    colonization is

the heart
of the horror

colonization
       the name
of the original sin

Yes, Yanis
      still waiting for the cartoon
version of what I scribbled
down here

have commissioned Salvador Dali
have pleaded with Picasso

ON YOUR BIRTHDAY

ON YOUR BIRTHDAY

come to me
on your birthday
Gemini girl

I shall make you
my eternal celebrity

teach you the meaning
of the word “celebration”

make sure you
feel every vowel
every consonant
in your heart
and
  every other part

doing your native sign
of the twin me Castor
you Pollux

from dawn on the day
to dawn the next morning

DOOM

DOOM

don’t
tell us
our propaganda
is shit

don’t tell us
it is anything
but fabulous

to fail to observe
these commandments

will result in you being
accurately smeared
as racist fascist

we have spent many long years
working on our narrative
wondering exactly
how to defeat
and deal
    with tripe
like yours

indoctrinate your readers
confuse the
understanding of
your audience

          fix every issue
of reception
to give our human evil
all the deception
we deem necessary

establish
a watertight premise
or so
      it would appear

and
   so we now must warn you
advice you should take
not leave

do not
    follow the  same old same
old bad
satirical strategy

of hoping to throw enough of
these bad, insultive,incorrect
                               unrhymed poems

at the wall
      hoping, presuming

      one will stick

stuck
   right next to the spot
where the finger emerges
                and commences writing

a text
    of commeasurate anger

words
of exact same doom
     


LOCK

LOCK

love is that
gleaming apple
too high

up
the tree

it is
the death bed of the intellectual
fatal aporia
kills
their categories

it is the puzzle
with too many pieces
for the box
infinite choice

the blurb on
the sleeve

pity barely any fit together let alone

interlock

and you told yourself
it would be all too easy

are we not
so perfectly designed for this?