GRACE
by grace of
was saying grace straight
forty days
and forty nights
had to survive the flood
by surfing on my plate
could have
said it as
an epigram
spoken it
as haiku
no
saving grace
as every unsavoury creature
made its way to gorge its
greedy seven-
deadly self
turning our feast
into a mockery
as
bone-headed
as it
graceless gets
and raw
a ritual rhapsody
THE GODS OF FOOTBALL
the gods of football
turned against us
they scripted our defeat
up there, in the stars
No. They didn’t.
I checked with them
and they swore that
they hadn’t bothered to watch
were much
more interested in
the Burrow/Mahomes match up
than teams committing suicide
via the failed execution
of a diabolically bad plan
STAR BRIGHT
sapphire blue star
at my window
and you with a dish full
of technicolour mushrooms
figured
even with
the blessing of Vega
this is
just too early
in the morning for
over the rainbow
but the magic in those fungi
such that
a tin-
brained man can
solve such
complicated equations
as any red-eyed billion terrabyte
wizard
locking the pod bay
or monolith
on the Moon
MUPPET
as Niner fans go
I’m a real muppet
(must be one
to think we would
get
to the Superbowl,
the fourth quarter
of our
last visit
firmly behind us)
so call me a muppet
— go on, trumpet that truth
(truth of
your perspective
as you
limitedly see it)
leave me in my cuddly
muppet comfort zone
believing my eyes
and the logic
of analysis
so many fans here bandying
it around
at every opportunity:
muppet muppet muppet
were that they
could have such charm,
wit and
be that
cuddlesome
(or meet
a muppet of
power that might
tear
off their heads)
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
GENIUS
who can
stand up to us
when we got genius?
genius here
demanding
sacrifice of blood
and elbow bone
in slavish following of plan
the plan everything in
its true brilliance
pity
they don’t buy into it
those eagles swooping
soaring
high overhead
SNEER
sneer is
your only word
your best word
the word that burns
all the style out of
your mouth
when you are it
when you speak it
when wholesale
you happen to caricature yourself
assume the brash
biology of a lurid cartoon
FIELD
it is not
my baby
this multiverse of
fluctuating quantum fields
I was fine with Lego
with all those
Pink Floyd
bricks in the wall
was fine
with looking at my arm
flesh and bone
before my mind dissolved it
and you and me
was what we were up
to mere ripples in the flow
producing
out of nowhere
ecstatic conjunction?
as I said
this is not
my field
not my baby I lack
the total mathematics
the Platonic wisdom
VOICE
I asked you
begged you
not to listen
to that voice
but even if you
did not summon it
you let it ring
in your head
something in your head
told you this was the song
the dance of life
music of
our very existence
and not the scratched old pressing
of a foghorn jamming
with an
air raid siren
drowning out
everything harmonious
there
might have been.
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
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