BEEB
here we are
with our reporters
and cameras
swinging into Gaza
behind an armoured thrust
lucky
to have all this protection
help us
get
our story
one of our group
is fixated on asymmetry
though this is a word
we would not choose
to use
on the BBC
ARCHIVE
pitched up at the University
in time
for my lesson
but there
was no lesson
no lecturer
no classroom
no
University
just dust and smoke and,
in the distance
the burning
archives
but perhaps I misinterpreted this
perhaps I
got in wrong
in solitary confinement
you made it sound
so reasonable
ark of the archive
archive of the covenant
with no
archive how will they know
how I was disappeared?
HOME
we spent all night
in my tiny room
on
the huge
farm
touching
loving
playing with
each other
retelling fairy tales
reciting
nursery rhymes
until
the cows would
come home
dawning upon us
the cows
would come home
the cows came home
home home home
SLIP
sorry
I was writing this poem
and my pen
slipped
the text
spilled
all over
the place
ruining our
time together
wrecking our date
feel I need
to underline, bold font,
how
regretful it all
is
how embarrassed I feel
took out my
pen to write these words
construct
an apology
and the damn pen as
pens do
went all Derrida on me
FIXING
“where I’m wrong, I’m right”
The Beatles: Fixing a Hole
let’s
see what
we got here
check if
there is a hole
if so
how to
fix it
if not
why not?
poem need
the right kind of holes
(where would
we be
without holes)
just jokin’
poem got to be
fun
poem got
to be serious
we had some
fun so
let’s go
serious
switch of a sudden
turn on dime
between
fun and serious
truth to power: break
in through the back
leave via
the front
do your dreadlock goldilock
thing
have your Gulliver
child’s play
turn it
all
upside
down
seems like you serious
but
can we be
sure to
be sure
that last line
gleams wickedly, such
a look in your eye
and eye need
the light
how else
delight?
bend those bars in
before out
your light coming in
your light
going out
see here: a VOICE
in with
a shout
SHADOW
in my previous life
I was a shadow
a millisecond after
the flash evaporated everything
fatboy, bigboy,
littleboy, bigfatmacboy
whatever
you called
it
and so
this time round
far
from that shore
forgive me
and my haiku mentality
where
I struggle with life
and consciousness
remembering only
my fear of the light
CLOTHES
in the field of forever contention
tunes battle away
they waltz around you
whilst and even as
you fail to
consider
how naked you are, and
naked not only
but how
transparent
such they, as in the fable,
they instantly infer
that you are Emperor
drunk on the fiction
of power and grandeur
not to
mention the illusion
of flesh and blood and,
of course, clothes
BOMBSHELL
so much life
surrounding me
desirous
of investing me
before
the night is over
I’ll probably find
myself
stripped
to the bone
down
to my core
even before they get
to lug me to
the graveyard
screw me down
in my coffin
talking about life
commerce between creatures
predators prey
opportunistic strikes
best
evolution
on a You Tube video
was astonished to see
a much
critiqued young lady with
monster flippers and
aqualung
frolicking amongst
tiger sharks in the sea
off Hawaii
same species that savaged
the sailors floating
in the ocean beside
the torpedoed
Indianapolis
heading to the depths of
the Pacific to
a now long-
forgotten grave
doom
shadowed ship that
the Japanese had
been stalking
on its return to
home port after
slipping into
Tinian
as per schedule, to drop
off the bomb
DESERT DE ZERT
walk through the desert
calling things into being
wishing things into being
I articulate
but the words I pronounce
live on their own planet
sometimes
when you see
ocean you
write desert
sometimes when desert
you write ocean
this is how poetry works
how delusion words
which is the affinity
that allows me to gasp
with hateful admiration
see exactly what you are doing
X-ray specking your brain
as it processes
its a lie so deep, so
outrageous it cannot do justice
to your sacred spoken
mission to protect your
people
transparently transposed
from the
truth of the need
to protect yourself
ABOUT
so South is heading North
turning
things
around
the globe
in your bedroom
best turn it
upside down
South on
the Equator
giving its all
all that it takes
dreaming
a new vision
no more
Northern mistakes
so
South
heading North
simple
replacement;
this what it about
poems 2 die for