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HOMELAND

HOMELAND

I am
not into homeland

am unhooked
but not unhinged

my mind wanders
finds fertile soil everwhere

can live in
this space forever

but I would never call it
my homelamd
restrict it to my self

presume the right to
live and legislate
such narrowness

if I were to

how would the Universe
find it in its
ever expanding heart
to condescend
to forgive me.

POLITY

POLITY

let me speak
on behalf of all small
creatures

myself having
been  small creature
who survived extincion event

millions of years ago
having grown to the
power that laughs at
they who could not stay
the great lizards

the thunderous power
ever
    expanding power
to destroy this planet
in a moment
on
    a whim
with a single breath

let me speak for the worm
and the millioede, the gnat
and yes, the butterfly

let me speak
      their polity

   their dream of survival,
of creature prosperity

on their behalf
become foreceful, get rhetorical
make a clear case for them

so much
    we owe them in that

should
    not overlook

          in their smallness
   humilitu

let me speak
      for these creatures, lesr
no one speak for them

EARLIER

EARLIER

earlier
   billions of years earlier

you cooked up
a storm in the kitchen

preparing roast, making a
souffle and creating
a Big Bang

    which we now know
happened because of a microwave afterglow that
is its
heat signature

and so
   for your consummate skill
in creating us
   and our
            Universe

you have our
        undying love and deep
                 deep thanks
   

RED FLAG

RED FLAG

Oh its a red flag
to the see the flag

of humanity burned
without necessarily first
being
    dragged in the mud

why so? Why
should we give a shit
about
  humanity and its flag
at all
      at all?

this the suffering needed
to preserve the sacred order

whose
      flag (blood-
               soaked)

       of Heaven

must triumph over all.

DREAMCATCHER

DREAMCATCHER

glad to see you installed
your dreamcatcher

hanging over your bed,
very best place to be

so many twists and turns
these days in the fabtic of the real

and therefore
one should position
                     this transcendent web

for
   optimum screening

would not want
            to find a baby xenomorph
and its twin

chomping their way through
your chest

       to celebrate first breath
with the simultaneous
death of
  its mummy and daddy

terrible in film, or real life,
let alone a dream

not that there are not
    dreams more disturbing,
hideous  and

altogether more poisonous

involving ships and planes
missile tracking radar and
self-
   appointed
policemen of the seas

LISTENING

LISTENING

am listening
waiting to hear
what you

have
to say

all ears
but do not ask me
to press this numbered
button or
the other

as if a golden time
will suddenly dawn
wealth
    will be released

if largesse came my way
would not know
what
   to do with it

ditto
kindness

outside  spray of flowers
drooing from a tree
steal all
   my attention with
their cerise intensity

such that
       words get re-defined
beauty in my
linguistic ineptitude
poetic
    incompleteness

press one for
whole picture

           two for duality
if you happen to agree or
strongly, poisonously
                             would adopt
a position
   entirely contrary

as contradictory as any
reader might be