since Lennon sang the Walrus
someone has been
pulling the
strings
(not plucking, not
strumming) has
drummed us
into where
we are
now
nowhere men in
nowhere land
our kaleidoscope eyes
looking back at us
from inside
the TV
31 Sunday Jan 2016
Posted Control, Counter culture, media, Poem, poetry, political, popcultural, postmodern, power, rock music, THE BEATLES, utopia/dystopia
insince Lennon sang the Walrus
someone has been
pulling the
strings
(not plucking, not
strumming) has
drummed us
into where
we are
now
nowhere men in
nowhere land
our kaleidoscope eyes
looking back at us
from inside
the TV
30 Saturday Jan 2016
I swallowed
a star
and then another one
people were stunned
they phoned Stephen Hawking to
tell him about the singularity
but I just
kept swallowing
threatening
to make the history of
time even
briefer than what
Stephen was
imagining.
30 Saturday Jan 2016
Posted media, metapoetic/metafictional, Poem, poetry, writing
inThe priestly scribes
(as the Senator said)
editing and annotating
until the
cows come home
(the cowherds and
shepherds carrying
very long spears)
but at night
as I their descendant can only think
they did their pens
into other ink.
30 Saturday Jan 2016
he bought
the book
on being
human
so beautiful
so
terrible;
the truth
shifting
from
page to page
29 Friday Jan 2016
I have been
so unfaithful
to poetry
have dabbled in narrative
had one-
night stands with
novel after novel
(no marriage
there
of true minds)
worse still, I have ventured
abortively like
that whoremaster Shakespeare
upon the stage
tried to
write lines of beauty
that would give orange sellers a living.
29 Friday Jan 2016
Posted Fragmentation, paradoxical, philosophical, Poem, poetry, quantum, Revelation, Sexual, Unity
inI break apart
the very moment
it all comes together
strange this
the paradox
of bliss
at the quantum level
27 Wednesday Jan 2016
Wittgenstein set
sail for an island
not a magical island, of
Prospero poetry
but a drab, gray winter
space
island of ordinary philosophy
that he would come
to diagnose, treat
find the remedy
for all its
juridical woes
blues
of its Empire
and all our issues
come down to the rules
of the game, or
host of games, games
within games
Chinese boxing to infinity
and every level, layer
not what it seems
yet perfectly logical
in all it sets out to be
Stormy Weather sweeping in
will those words
find their clarity
resolve all
differences in inflection,
infractions of meaning
as war does, must do
to assert
lost certainty.
Wittgenstein
setting out
for his island
may
well make his mark, then
never return.
27 Wednesday Jan 2016
I am evil
I am
saint
Shogun I am
and…ant
or rather was
in past lives though
I can no
longer remember
my mind an erased tape.
Or not.
27 Wednesday Jan 2016
my psychologist
cautioned me
against zig-zag slaloming
my way through life
bumping noses with
reality
acting the pretense
of zero gravity
27 Wednesday Jan 2016
help me
out
my
paradigm
draw ladders
cut doors
see if
could be
snake
swallowed me
I love
escape
but fear
surrender
dissolving (as I write)
into something
bigger than me
all I can be