NEITHER
what happens
happens
look at this poem
it may go
one way
may go
another
I may take it this way
you may take it that
both of
these roads considerably
less-travelled
only chance of us ever meeting
will be on
a road
neither of us picked
NEITHER
what happens
happens
look at this poem
it may go
one way
may go
another
I may take it this way
you may take it that
both of
these roads considerably
less-travelled
only chance of us ever meeting
will be on
a road
neither of us picked
ROLL
rolled my eyes
during your poetry reading
tried my best
but could not help myself
kept thinking of
a ballroom waltz but
the dancers on
rollerskates
with the skates themselves rusted
and long strangers
to oil
as a whole, not the rock
and roll linguistic gig
I had been
anticipating
as a whole, the sum of each line
as a part
considerably less
than a hole
HERE!
here’s my poem
do
what you will
with it
have your wicked way with it
enquire, explore,
immerse
yourself
see what you can fathom
look for what you can find
but
what is this here
submarine-like, shark-
like
meeting you as you
submerge
moving like
a machine
dreadnaught of the deep
words
to probe you
as you sleep
HERE
here is my poem
poem I am so proud of
you tore
out of my book
ripped
out of my mouth
plundered
from my body
buried
in deepest
hole imaginable
since contrived,
created
to be part of our conspiracy
we
animals
non-people
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SPACE
what is different
about this space?
its peaks, its valleys
white
noise, grey silence
the windows and doors
with their secret codes
(beg me, beg me
I may well tell you)
now you have read everything
every smidgen of text
visible or in-
visible
tell me what you have come
to comprehend
so far we
are from the grand muftis
and great principalities
together in collusion
syllable by syllable chipping away at
their stark foundations
sliding door moment for
those believing in change
contriving a space here
where we might
stockpile empathy
dole out kindness
dish to whom-
soever
is in dire need
shelter is needed
shelter is necessary
the song could
not be
clearer on this
come! Let me sing it for you,
then
(change in
tone
different key, switch in
pitch
and so let us
now adopt the pose
of silence
contemplate the world
(if any) beyond
this poem
this poem’s afterlife
so to speak
so to spreak
having this very moment
spoken space into existence.
SLIP
sorry
I was writing this poem
and my pen
slipped
the text
spilled
all over
the place
ruining our
time together
wrecking our date
feel I need
to underline, bold font,
how
regretful it all
is
how embarrassed I feel
took out my
pen to write these words
construct
an apology
and the damn pen as
pens do
went all Derrida on me
FIXING
“where I’m wrong, I’m right”
The Beatles: Fixing a Hole
let’s
see what
we got here
check if
there is a hole
if so
how to
fix it
if not
why not?
poem need
the right kind of holes
(where would
we be
without holes)
just jokin’
poem got to be
fun
poem got
to be serious
we had some
fun so
let’s go
serious
switch of a sudden
turn on dime
between
fun and serious
truth to power: break
in through the back
leave via
the front
do your dreadlock goldilock
thing
have your Gulliver
child’s play
turn it
all
upside
down
seems like you serious
but
can we be
sure to
be sure
that last line
gleams wickedly, such
a look in your eye
and eye need
the light
how else
delight?
bend those bars in
before out
your light coming in
your light
going out
see here: a VOICE
in with
a shout
HISTORY CHANNEL (KIND OF REMEMBER ME THAT SIEGFRIED SASSOON) watched a video on World War One who started it who finished it who went who stayed at home who came back like my Mother’s Dad big gong of a medal around his soft young neck which is just as well otherwise wouldn’t be here myself to waste your time as Siggie’s bishop himself didst poetically proclaim the ways of God being satirically strange watched a video on the channel on World War One same as the last one same people won
SOLITAIRE which way is the wind blowing? empirical, metaphysical equally valid as a question so let me sit here debating whether to play solitaire or show my solidarity writing a poem must not cannot absolutely unable to face the thought that one less casuality one less maimed or broken soul if I had sat playing solitaire rather than battling with each angry bitter word trying to shape them shape of this poem