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FIRST REFUSAL

FIRST REFUSAL

Derrida
is in the forest

so beware lovers, children

be
excited

every plant has chenistry
there are carnivorous creatures
things shaped
to mirror your desire

anarchy
in the air
confusion in
the clouds

      slip, slide
shifting
   the twilight lingering

and whilst this
state of being persists
continues to pull us, call
                         us

who are we sad everyday
little mortals to refuse.

CHOSEN

CHOSEN

Athena most
strongly advised me
to keep
an eye out
fot the Cyclops

that mutanr breed,
twisted spawn
of the sea

Poseidon’s flesh munching
off-sprimg
   
i owe so much to
this dsughter of Zeus

who so elevated my wisdom,
my knowledge
payback for my selecting her
above Hera, above Aphrodite

the last of whom
has left me
denuded
      of love

my lonely, empty
nights doubly insured

DUCKY

DUCKY

I remember my
first cricket encounter

how the red gleam of
that battering ball

instantly
took the shine
out of me, rubbed
off
    my high-
spirited gloss

what a
     way for sweet naivete
to die

trudging out in huge pads
like a robot on an odd planet

reaching the wicket
taking my guard

      one ball at a time
       one ball at a time

only got one
or perhaps none
             so fast it was

the monster that hurled it
that brutal savage
of a
    best friend

what hope did I have
in this game of gentlemen
of imperial measure

his father
     knowing the game
taught him everything

was that
   a smirk on my father’s face

when i tearfully explained
to my Mother
   the abject ignominy
of going out for a duck

CONSPIRACY

CONSPIRACY

What is it
with AI and cats

did cats do the programming
did TS Eliot,
modernist superpoet
calculate the bits abd bytes
in binary vers libre?

perhaps
     cats did it themselves

something in them,
a backdoor code, a virus
that gets machine intelligence
to gush,
turn to goo

whenever that three-letter
plosive-heavy word is
whispered or mentioned

myself
I hate TS Eliot and abhor
those creatures
despite the artistry they show
in pretending
they love you
infinitely more convincing
that what any stupid
human being
might plausibly attempt

if there is a great Matrix
conspiracy you
have to know cats
lie behind it

a computer simulated
world without dogs
where we are the
batteries
to provide the electricity
to warm their little litter trays