red – poems 2 die for

RED

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government warning
on the box
telling me to
take care
what appears
on the pages

but me
I hot for it
got a handle on it

don’t give
a hoot
not a thought
about danger

don’t care about stops
drive free
of punctuation

before I am turned Ayrton
going to
paint myself
Ferrari

and red Ferrari too
mad red in colour

red-planeted myself
across ruthless
dimensions

into and through
(Event Horizon space
folding) the tough tesseract
that speaks itself
through
the two-dimensional surfaces
of Craig Raines home-
seeking postcard

and me
so well read, always
reading incessantly

took down (in a
single sitting) Silver Locusts,
Martian Chronicles and

Pynchons Von Braun rocket
rainbow

the flames
from the tail of that sucker
a sight to behold

if I say so myself, given
absolute and infinite
creative poetic licence

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if I don’t
fit your paradigm
get with the program!

WOLF

a wolf stopped me
on the way
to Red Riding Hood

redirected me
confiscated my
wolfsbane

showed me a flag
red as menstrual blood

told me
he hoped I would not
be seeing anything. socialist
or revolutionary in it

bemoaned the fact
that everything today
gets cloaked,
gets camouflaged

hides
in sheep’s clothing

gave me
a quick Turing Test
seemed
to be satisfied
since
provided me with a link
to his You Tube video
in which
he laments
the theft of
his mythology

both as regard little pigs
and nubiles in
big teeth
non-
Grandmother
vermillion underwear

and set up, a trap
if ever
he saw one

real Roald Dahl, pure
imagination

slipping on a cave boat ride
into avant-gard horror
(no tunnel of love
episode this

too Dali to
delight us

and so he complained
and so he raged

fancying me as meal
and me fancying
a chic wolf skin

proving my parents wrong
when drumming in
talk with strangers means
Moors murders

and for writers hesitating on
their first rung

no hope
for turning
type into
character

and tale to tell
that talks old tropes

the trick being
one of mesmerizing