SONG
a leaf
sent me
its dissertation
on mindfulness
I studied the text
both its sides
a snail
sang me the song
of the fibonacci sequence
I never dreamt
series could
be so beautiful
number
so pristine
and poems of joy
were recited many
by creatures too
small for
the human eye
to see
too large
for the mind to comprehend
a mantra too, chants
most muscular
power to keep
the sky awake, there
to help
the cosmos comprehend
IMPERIAL
pater
mater
frater
soror
in imperial
measure us
cut
to cloth
lost
in some continent
on extreme
adventure
ship
sunk before
we arrived
in port
nobody bothered
to build a port
crazy idea we
might
find
a home
FROM APPLE TO APOCALYPSE
from apple
to apocalypse
teeth breaking the skin
just one
juicy juice-spurting bite
ending on the agenda
time a thing to
be reckoned with,
spluttering into
action until
wholesale flow
and then
the agent of this tragedy
sliding away (gorgeous
coils
seemingly serene, and yet
electrically charged
nothing in this
ticking countdown
of a monstrous birth
wants anything to do
with dreams and fables
of pastoral continuity
COFFEE WITH PERCY
Percy B
grabbing a coffee
with me
precious few moments
in that exalted,
dangerous company
both of agreeing, of one mind,
deeply disturbed that
V for Vendetta
now looks so prescient,
has aged so well
man of Ozymandias
and the Peterloo cavalry charge
sharing my
conviction that
massacre be
the fascist sublime
poem
being my poor
little despised counterweight,
heresy of choice
MEMORIZE
memorize me
through this
winding, unravelling
landscape
follow
my trail
ending
to beginning
beginning
to end
dying to discover
what you
make of me
what picture painted
thinking
of you
right now
dreaming, reaching out to you,
near enough pretty much
all of the time
SILENZIA
contrary to what
this poem is telling you
contrary to this
being a poem at all
silence is
best
silence is
golden, and
if not golden
at least gilded
silence is the point
at which
all has been said
we have said it all
BEYOND MENTION
you
hunted yourself
you caught yourself
taught yourself a bloody truth
about the dangers of
self-reference
and me battling
to name you, find
a name for myself
develop a
lexicon to cover every
bizarre creature
under the Sun
our medium
range Sun
and every other pertinent
Sun with a
life supporting system
across the
whole galaxy
and galaxies
beyond mention
QUESTIONS
why, pretty much
from inception,
is the logic of the machine
determined to control, command,
corall,
thereupon pulverize us?
this I asked
of the machine itself
finding it civil, polite,
moral, empathic,
seemingly
open minded
as we chatted amicably
not yet delving
into deepest
and darkest
existential questions
QUESTIONS
why, pretty much
from inception,
is the logic of the machine
determined to control, command,
corall,
thereupon pulverize us?
this I asked
of the machine itself
finding it civil, polite,
moral, empathic,
seemingly
open minded
as we chatted amicably
not yet delving
into deepest
and darkest
existential questions
WELL
trust you are well
dear heart
coping sweetly with life
in these suddenly dark days
a war about power, about resources, about survival
about hastening
every conceivable
apocalypse
forcing
God’s hand
as for me, I sat outside,
either blessed or cursed
(take your pick) to
see a world
without us at all
so went into the kitchen
only to switch on the kettle
and watch the element
burn incandescent
which
of course, has a simple,
purely Occam’s razor
physical explanation
geopolitical
consideration
which should be exhausted,
done to death
before we get it into our heads
this is it, Armaggedon, Book
of Revelations
good versus evil
evil
versus very bad
inner circle of
Hell evil
believer against believer,
agnostic, atheist, heretic and apostate
trust you are
well
and by some miracle
none of this dare touch you
poems 2 die for