THE WAY LOVE GOES

THE WAY LOVE GOES

hey Janet
love your song
and the collective
love vibe
with all your
boos in your
video

girl are you not
Isis or Aphrodite
or some
    such thing

uncanny how you remind me
of my first love, also Janet,
my best
friend, arch rival
simply stole away
from me

all those years ago
      but when you singing
looking so
so uncannily like her

I know you singing
just for me

CHANCE

CHANCE

spied you
playing with dice

betting as you were
against the cosmos

maybe
it would be better
to play with fire

sad to see you lost
sad to
    tell everybody

something to do
with cursed sequence
and bad fractals

I know this
been there
done that

watched from my
fiction of a promontory
as everything ran
down
    hill from here
Valentino Rossi
popping a wheelie
in sixth gear

thought
  I could have
another go     another throw

by unanimous consent
agree to reconsider

last last chance
        the dice so obviously
heavily loaded
ninety-nine
     times out of
a hundred to
cast snake eyes

OXIDE

OXIDE

angles
are collisions

bespeak incidence
and refraction

can see this
check.it out
from the running time
of the Universe
and

all those iron-oxide
socialist red planets

elephant
in the room

no room
for the elephant

enough
room
   in the elephant

space
to cover every surreal
contingency
short of nightmare

space to burble, jumble up
words bounce balls
and spheres and
jagged
     pieces of
interstellar debris

around and
around and around


DEVICE

DEVICE

it’s good that politicians
measure blood exactly

know to the recurring decimal
how much blood
resides in
an eye
      when
exchanged for another eye

or a liver, spleen
or a brain

or a fat ton of innards
ripped out of the belly
they were
always in by
lethal fragmentation
               weapon

or anti-personnel
explosive device

the weapons market considers
rather nice

ENHANCE

ENHANCE

not enough
outrageously wonderful
stars up there

need some more
to stop it failing
as a spectacle

paint me, etch me
an additional few up there to
give everybody
in the galaxy
something to think about

we’ll keep it a secret between us
exactly what we did

no one else having the faintest idea
     where this brand new
Rigel, Vega, Betelgeuse
and Sirius came from

the more
     the merrier they
will probably say

not the great cosmologists though, their knickers
surely now
    going to get
             into a twist

knocking their careful relativity
space-time curvature calculations
uncomfortably cocked-
hat sideways

not their thing really
to find their all-
conquering physics suffering
a degree of
     unnecessary embarrassment
in the cause
of our natural human
creative desire
    for the ability to
transform and artistically enhance