NEITHER

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erotic, identity, love, Other, poem, poetry, power, Race, Sexual

NEITHER

either
neither

neither
either

trying to chip my paint off
but it’s difficult — no,
impossible!

the logic of binary
imprinted on my skin
creased into my brain

and yet
I am what
I am (forgive
my antique French)

no archetype me
I do not encapsulate
embody either

and so
I look into your otherness
to escape dilemma, dichotomy
of dead alternatives

your body
different beyond different

and yet
my fingers enter you, these
aforementioned, paint-stripping, absolving fingers,
find you
— as far as it goes — the almost
perfect mirror to
my touch

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AWAY

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Britain, British, Game of Thrones, poem, poem poetry political moral, poetry, racism, royal baby, satire, Starbucks cup, television, TV, writing

AWAY

the twit that tweeted
slur on a Royal for
less than
pure whiter-
than-white skin
(Danny, in truth, who is
it who looks the
shade more
simian?)

the twit that
gave the Starbucks cup
to Danaerys Targaryen
thinking it
as good American
capitalists do,
a sort
of a Holy Grail

choose
which one
you are going to
plumb for as in
Chigurh coin toss

so much value in your
missing-the-point life
you just
mustn’t throw away

OUR POEM AT A DISTANCE

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conceit, Desire, love, Metaphor, Metaphysical, poem, poetry, quantum, science, wit

OUR POEM AT A DISTANCE

closer we are
getting

ever closer

so close we
embrace each other now
at the subatomic level

waves and
particles
such
our dream
duality, supreme
synthesis
what do we
care about
superficial
“human”
skin difference?

so deeply entangled
we
span the cosmos
as what we are

and so we
have to
sensuous spooky action
at
unbelievable distance

COLOURS OF CONSCIOUSNESS

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Binary opposites, Difference, diversity, Language, poem, poetry, Race, Semiotic

COLOURS OF CONSCIOUSNESS

colours
of consciousness

sad that the glory of our species
is refused, gets refracted

the way the raiding of the rainbow
bitterly unappreciated

and yet, as we words needing,
useless without
opposite
defining
otherness

how would the absence of difference, kill what
distinguishes, strip us of
all that gives us
meaning, is

innately alien, the very
shifting point to
all we are
everything we
might be

CARPET (UNDER THE)

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child, children, death, poem, poem poetry political moral, poetry, power, satire

children die
(your country — conservative estimate —
has killed thousands already)

they burst apart
when bombs hit them
go into seizure when
denied vital droplets of
life-giving water

quality of mercy not strained?
what does he know, where
the fuck is he coming from

where did he study that shit he is saying?
economics teaches us
people are
not equal

a seven-year-old pops: so what!
let’s get back to business, build
our walls
sweep her story, what
is left of her
under the carpet

CHESS IS

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black, Chess, poem, poetry, Race, white

CHESS IS

Chess is
what you are
looking for

the grid on
the board you
superimpose

me, I’m nightmarishly good
with my black pieces

knight, rook, bishop, queen
all out for a piece
of that dead
white king.

TIGER

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identity, poem, poetry, Race, tiger, transformation, William Blake

TIGER

woke up
my eyes big big
gone total tiger

seeing the world
gold black gold black

not the usual
habitual
zebra pattern

no the gold and the black
blazing together, defining
each other

perfectly, symmetrically,
forest of the night
quite intertwined

SHAME

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Humanity, poem, poem poetry political moral, poetry, racism, satire

SHAME

we want
to be
pure

we want
to be
different

we
want to
be
same

we want the
best of
both worlds, of
all worlds

coursing
through our veins

so desiring
so
frightened

our species
such a shame

CARAVAN

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Humanity, immigrants, migrants, migration, poem, poem poetry political moral, poetry, power, Race, satire

they dance, they sing,
they summersault
tell jokes
in the strangest dialects
about strange things

a winding snake
with so much to say, so much to give,
but they are
human so
we shall never
let them in

have sown the mines
have fields of
fire
that interlock, whether
stone or rock
the weapon of choice
that they bring
we are ready

not a life will be saved
not a joy given

we are
thoroughly Biblical
about their being
a threat
to our very existence

WHITE ON RICE

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arrogance, narcissism, poem, poem poetry political moral, poetry, power, satire

WHITE ON RICE

he told his children
he was God

had seen him
beat their mother so other
they felt it best to believe him

and now
their new godlike father bids
then build a wall
to keep out cannibals
speaking foreign languages

for it will be
the end of this godlike progeny
should they arrive
end of the lies, double-
dealing, hypocrisy

everything
they believe in