TIME TREK
straight from the pulpit
mouth of Stanley Kubrick
by way
of Jupiter, the Moon,
beyond the galaxy and
the dawn of Man
without
historiographic context
the grain
of the cross
cannot be determined
thus spake the Yale
deconstructive theologian
unto the mediasphere
meanwhile on the other side
of the screen
but
likewise in Africa
I saw cinema where
I had my
first Kubrick contact
along the old Voortrekker Road
North, in those badass CY
suburbs of Cape Town
the Christians came in droves
drove us
from that
watering hole
turned it into
what I suppose they thought
a special day-night
paradise
for the evangelically faithful
no world
in which they
and I
could meet and talk
about pod bay doors and
HAL
and the Monolith
about starchild transfomed
floating through space
haunting
close to our Odyssey
poems 2 die for 