AFFAIR

Tags

Desire, Language, love, poem, poetry, writing

AFFAIR

we wrote a
poem together

you wrote
the consonants
I wrote
the vowels

every syllable
we slipped, crashed
spliced, joined, welded

enacted the
entire physical history
of the affair

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RADIO GIRL

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communication, Desire, love, media, poem, poem poetry political moral, poetry, radio

RADIO GIRL

Oh radio
girl

I’m falling for
you deeply, the
love slide
steeper than
an
Apache tepee

my mind whirling
as if my head was
hovering above my
body like
a flying saucer

the sounds we
are making in the darkness
(our places of
binary opposition
demanding to be
taken
to each other’s
leader)
what a play that would be
if you guys could catch it

pull it
out the airwaves

so quaint, so squint,
so cockeyed this desire
(whose biggest, braggiest
connotation is love)

that when I tattooed your name
all over my body, the letters cursive
wrapping
around each other like snakes

I realized
that I had spelt you wrongly-spelt
name correctly thus
compounding the error

lucky you came
with oil and perfume
track changed me

gave me
in depth edit, the
whole caboodle

after which, naturally, time out mandatory
for a commercial break.

AIDA

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Artificial intelligence, Humanity, identity, philosophical, poem, poetry, science fiction, sexual symbolism, wordplay

AIDA

you came with
a manual on
how to
assemble and
disassemble
without losing any
special bits

how to teach
how to
cherish

how to
get you
through
the Turing test

and what to
read, study, imbibe
to try
and bring myself
up to
your level

and what in
the art of
how you
biomechanically
put together

to try until
only
metaphorically speaking

you blow
fuse
after fuse

THE DREAM

Tags

Desire, Dream, poem, poetry

THE DREAM

what were you doing
in my dream last night
Oh studious one?

who left the
door open?

issued you
with a visa

so that I woke up this
morning thinking
of you and
you alone

your arm brushing mine
in the passenger seat
gave me
the crazy dream-
moment of
hope

that we could be co-travelers
heading somewhere, journeying
towards something

HITHERTO

Tags

cinema. film. simulation, Desire, Dream, love, poem, poetry

HITHERTO

Maybe it’s all
cinematography

and life
is just forthcoming attraction

you were there in my dream
and our arms brushed

a lover
from the past and a dog
(which dog?) were there
with us

I had left so much behind, the two
of you swore blind you had
packed everything

suddenly we are no longer
in the pick-up truck
but walking, I am
trying to recognize you
but your beauty
remains inscrutable

if dream is meant to be surreal
why then the absolute joy of being
squashed up in the cab
next to you
our arms brushing (as
mentioned hitherto)

and know we are walking
and I am directing the dog
(huge dog) pulling him/
her by his/her neck to
direct her
away from any
onrushing cars

in truth what is onrushing
is morning, wakefulness, end
of dream
goodbye forever to
that moment

maybe it’s all cinematography
all
forthcoming attraction

so much sadness in this life
it can only be.

IN C MAJOR

Tags

Desire, Ocean, poem, poetry, sea, Sexual, the body

IN C MAJOR

she has not seen
the sea

in person
in the flesh

nor
has the sea
seen her either

the sea
drools, gets
flurried
with excitement

at the thought
of her
entering the
water

every
drop
of ocean
connected
to her body

BITS

Tags

Alien, cannibalism, Desire, Humanity, hunger, identity, loneliness, love, poem, poetry, science fiction, transformation, Twist in the tail, Universe, woman

BITS

So long on
the planet

have begun to

think
like the planet

look
like the planet

mountains of alien
thrusting up
through my
flesh as
new landscape
takes place

which brings me to
my humanity, species
that needs company

and thought of
my hunger, my loneliness

whether I need partner
for love or
just
to
chop into bits.

BUT ME

Tags

Desire, female, Muse, poem, poetry

BUT ME

my Muse is feeling
a bit tardy
and yet
nevertheless
whimsical

she asks for a
cone with cherry
under snow freeze
high as Everest

sends a
chill
down my spine

in the market for, wants, needs,
everything from me
but me

THE SEA MISSES ME

Tags

Desire, Mami Wata, mermaid, Ocean, poem, poetry, sea

THE SEA MISSES ME

the sea misses me

how the sea
is missing me!

(fleck of uncertainty
in my voice here)

so I write to the ocean
to say I am coming
writing waves and waves of words
watching them break as you
rise like a sprite, a nereid, like
Mami Wata
dark and naked except

for your snakes
would I could shape-shift
into one of your snakes

for the
sea misses me

how the sea
misses me

now you can see
why it should be
that the sea misses me

there before your eyes
as clear as day

ON METHODOLOGY

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erotic, Ocean, philosophical, philosophy, poem, poem poetry political moral, poetry, research, sea, sexual symbolism, wordplay, writing

ON METHODOLOGY

She is staring out to sea
across the Indian today
tomorrow (will be)
across the Atlantic

and I am writing
a philosophical dissertation
on her body

not writing yet,
so much to write
squeeze into
that space

and so
whilst she stares across the ocean
taking in its majesty
I begin my field work
taking an
exploratory approach.