NEON
darkness has a logic
for every logic
an anti-logic
but
let us forget this
and proclaim
a realm
of Neon
neon blossoming
on trees of perspex and plastic
glass abd steel
in the rain
these flowers
beyond perfect
in a
forest of neon
such enchanted being
no one will have need of
darkness
the very
thought of
darkness
for whatever reason
ever again
SALVATION
mind your.
Ps and
Qs
watch
your gramnar
any mistake
they will pounce on it
use it agsknst you
who.would have thought it
this is
hearf of darkness
double standard
beyond double
standard
the belly of the beast
where
eveey madness, every
distortion
every Frankenstein monster
of the political
imagination
they are all
engineeted
and it
is venom to them
this tiny protest, voice.
for humanity
is every
kind of toxin
it is Holy water
to a wicked witch
it is
a powsr that shocks
since no one foresaw it
in their
wildest dreams
no one
thought you had
a light
in this darknesss
out salvation
LOVE FIGURE
I do not possess
the technology
to love you
my nerves
are not carbon fibre
my muscles
not a steel-titanium alloy
my hearf not
fashioned out of
eighteen carat gold
these for love
are default model,
basic requirements
the organic materials
genetically coded
to be the
synthesis of
my two parents
is no way the stuff
of which figure of love
needs to
be composed.
MEDITATION
I sit and meditate
think mandala
recite mantra
or, alternatively,
though not necessarily
in an alternate dimension,
I watch YOUTUBE videos;
play computer games
awaiting, patience
stretched to the limit,
the inevitable advent
of serious divine rage
in the form of accursed plague
or extinction level event
but more personally,
aimed at me individually for
my failure to act
in any meaningful way
to alter the course
we are on towards
unforgivable evil
these poor satirical efforts
less in the scheme of things
than slinging
a single pebble
take out the giant and
then every giant
in his gang
for which
one needs state
of the ordinance, top
of the line
defence systems
and the Devil
does not distribute
to just anybody
such intricate
technologies
has to
make
absolutely sure
they are not used for good.
GLIB YOU ARE
glib you are
in defence of the narrative
perfectly tactical
in fighting for
the consummate ideology
astute
you are
in pocketing
the kick-backs
off camera
circumspect you are
in submission
to ultimate
authority
glib you are
day in
day out
loyal to a fault
and lying through your teeth
RECESS
Professor
Homogenous
Professor
Regress
I have heard
you
wax guttural
against the right
to protest
forgetting
your student days
unless
you never in fact
had student days
were born
and then,
immediately,
stepped, fell or
were dropped
(perhaps
by parachute)
into your
academic chairs
fully formed,
in forever recess
never hitherto
so greviously
and egregiously
exposing yourselves.
ZIGZAG
the bullet
danced
zig-zagged
backwards and
forwards hitting
everything
in the convertible
God’s truth!
I told it
like it is
to
the commission
and here they pop
like hot corn kernels
democracy
after democracy
expertly toppled
ushering in some
monster of compliance
seemingly
tailor made
truth and power
circling each other, thrown
into turmoil
forever, eternal battle
even as
bullets zigzag
as that bullet
did zigzag
you have to believe it
or there may just
be a bullet
zig-.
zagging
for you
YANIS SAYS
Yanis says
the surreal
has colonized
the real
conquering brigades of
Spanish artists
are demanding
that the defeated
natives of the
land they
have invaded
do renounce rationality
surrender clocks
turn nine to
five to
five to nine
with plenty of time
to be rationed out
for Jackson Pollacking
the floor and walls
the crazy beauty
of the patterns
perfect
for generating
insight into the current
structures of life
that we
are told to believe
do absolutely cohere.
poems 2 die for