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SO LET ME

SO LET ME

so let me
try to understand this

you write stuff
different form and
better than
anything better than
what I could write
more valuable to
the human race

than anything that I
could
    or might write

more truthful
to our
human
condition

than, you are sure,
as a principle of faith,
anything my ilk
could
    ever have written

when, truth is,
this stuff is incidental,
peripheral to who
we are

of absolutely no consequence
except where
in its excess, in
its call to arms, plea
for
    essential truth and
species transfoemation

a huge threat and danger
an evil setting itself
against my and
   all other’s
way
     of life

for which we must not
neglect our dury
to destroy
      you and your kind completely

no place in this world
for so insane a practice
and.
   pernicious conspiracy

HAPPY FAMILIES

HAPPY FAMILIES

we were playing
happy families

in the darkness
buried, bleeding
starving

to show that we are
humsn
    do what humans do

get bombed to bits
buried alive
by other humans
who contest our right
to be like them
to think
   and bleed and love
and feel

trying to do
what humans do

buried alive in
a flattened town
thankful at least that
unlike
     so many we

may yet survive
if and when
they dig us
out

playing the cards that
we have been dealt

to win
    the gsme you need a set

death and judgement and
the devil and
the falling down
.
cough the thick debris
dust out your lungs

and shout out what we all
do not, should not ever doubt

we are
all one family

QUARK QUARK

QUARK QUARK

I was fishing for quarks
in my mind
whilst playing chess

sometimes the serendipity
of the game
appeals

but not today where
every move is
wrong and
I am getting
battered to Hell

feudal and hierarchical
totally unforgiving on the surface
and in its depth

yet as gorgeous Gary,
incomparable attacker knew
it is all
      metaphor, life
lesson

this
    from the outset

as he rotates his way at
the table
     through every conceivable
variation of every conceivable defence

exuding Russian intensity
and Russian charm

(test and you will see
in exactly
      equal meaaure)

meanwhile the quaeks in my
brain are less like
sharks
     in the ocean than
Koi in a pond

all flash
      but no dash

my game in its death throes
thinking of the
great wizard of
Reykjavik
                his brilliance so
beyond me
beyond anything I am

I scan, I plan
      only the odd good move

bobbing up
     to greet me only when
could not be more obvious

quark
quark

nothing moving
from my side of  the board

                             not now

not ever

HEIRLOOM

HEIRLOOM

there will come a time
when you step
out of your front door

only to
find

the clock in the house
old family clock,
heirloom
    that both of them
for all their
differences obvious
and concealed, real
and imagined
     will both swear and
schedule their lives by

only
   to find

heirloom, heirdoom,
        doomloom

time inside and outside
could not
        be more relative

and there it is
         out of nowhere
a growing pains singulaity
                          suddenly
extreme gravity
cosmic, yes, but
              when you speak
them in the boat
whirling around the vortes
just
   outside
  the event horizon

you will learn the apt term,
which may, in this case,
well be
psychosexual

and there they are dictating,
prescribing
       these great theraputic
gentlemen

who never in the world did
you expect
to see
    in real life

persuading you, pleading with
you
    imploring you

to find your negation of
this house of fiction, parental
palace
    of delusion

and until such time
        use the back door to
leave

quietly
     and at peace

BUT THE SYMMETRY IS PERFECT

BUT THE SYMMETRY IS PERFECT

and now we
know that horror

the depth and extent of
its shadow

cast forward in time
for over eighty years

but time
future and past

it is all meaningless
relative

is thing of moment and instant
running forward and back

causality, karma, punishment
for those beyond time
who escape the limits
of our bound
       wisdom
                 racing
helter-
skeltet to collapse, inescapably
fast-erroding

know that shadow forward
is also
   shadow back

and your horror now
is your horror then

we see
    no sense, no logic,
but the symmetry: this is perfect

MANDATE

MANDATE

we combed
the galaxy

looking for protein

searching for
   wonderful, strange, intelligent,
civilized moral beings

scoured the cosmos
          every chink
and crevice

beings that
as is
   our mandate

     we might colonize
                             eat
and kill

Mandate

ANOMALY

ANOMALY

Oh I am
    broke-ass
Professor

sadly
I am

outstanding odd anomaly
total oxymoron
and
    from whatever angle
you do look at it:
contradiction
   in terms

for what can
     scholars of human truth
do in this
   madness milieu

how hope to negotiate
all collapsed intellectual
                             context
toxic
   dystopia-bound
environment

where we must
   identify ourselves transparently

as beyond reason
      above truth

flying the flag that we all fly
ultimate of everything