AGAIN

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connection, division, Humanity, metapoetic, philosophical, poem, poetry, postmodern, poststructuralist, Reader, Separation, wordplay, writing

AGAIN

poem is
thing that
unites
us

thing that
divides
us

finds the
point at
which
surgically
we
were
separated

tries to sew
stuff back
together
again

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THE THINGS

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Humanity, poem, poem poetry political moral, poetry, refugees, satire

THE THINGS

I have an inkling
just a tiny
foretaste

of what it must
be like to
be a refugee

subject to
the worst that
our species
can offer

dreaming a world
where the tiniest hope
can be allowed
to go uncrushed, escape
the mass grave
that seems
our customary
exit point

too poor materially
speaking to
cash in on
the spiritual good
of the things that
call themselves
human beings

ROME

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Empire, Humanity, poem, poetry, power, ROME

ROME

the golden greed of Rome
marble knuckle-dust
of her high achievement

template of how
it is done
how it
has to be
done

a power standing in the way
simply burn that
city, annihilate
a people, dissolve
that civilization

no words, no trace,
the text of a history
reduced to ash

reduced to what
the victory column says it is

in business of war, in
business of
State you
came such a long way

shining example of
what an
Empire
must be

THE LESSON

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arrogance, Britain, death, Humanity, irony, poem, poem poetry political moral, poetry, power, satire, thermonuclear, Twist in the tail

‪THE LESSON‬

‪teach a lesson‬
‪teach a lesson‬

‪your eyes‬
‪blazing like‬
‪red-hot coals‬
mushroom clouds‬
‪fogging what‬
‪passes‬
‪for a brain‬

‪you who paid‬
‪so little attention‬
‪in school‬
‪never read‬
‪a book‬
‪from‬
‪cover to‬
‪cover

‪duck‬
‪and cover!‬

‪wanting‬
‪to teach the world a lesson‬

the thing about humanity

Tags

Humanity, poem, poetry

the thing about
humanity is

it’s the small
voice that
wins out in
the end

no matter
how fat
your volume
of history

the lies
will
eventually
just
unravel themselves

POEMS INSPIRED BY A MIDSUMMER NIGHT’S DREAM

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A Midsummer Night's Dream, death, Dream, Humanity, love, philosophical, poem, poetry, sexual fantasy, sexual symbolism, Shakespeare, wordplay, writing

POEMS INSPIRED BY A MIDSUMMER NIGHT’S DREAM

SONG FOR TITANIA

I play with words
for you
Titania

I play
with your name

mouthing it
getting my crude
tongue around it

until the sense of sound
is drowned to
wet echo
it disappears

but not the sound itself:
ah yes! cobbling, weaving
the shaft-shuttle
regulatory of
good industry

supply, demand,
I am artisan
who (despite
all appearances)
takes such care to
deliver
good service

whilst as I pun
my way to a
perfect entendre

I see
something there mirrored

in the
solid nature of your
rapture

enchantment of your poetry

*****
*****

GOODFELLOW

that juice
that misguides

messing with
the truth that is youth
in its
absolute
love

slurring word sounds to
fit that
shifty, narcotic
sex-dream picture

Oh
I do not hear
what I hear

do not see
what I see

my brute body far more
beast that it has ever been
your
fairy bower so

exquisitely
kindly

your words dripping with
the wonder of your
mouth, lips
parts I might
list
if I had
time to

Oh the love you have given me
too much for lifetime, enough
for one-night stand (more
might drown me)

that juice, my Queen,
so translated, brought
base to gold
great
alchemy

beyond the perfume trick
of simple chemistry

we must have bathed in
must have flowed, rolled
over our bodies
like a river

at which sight
Puck so
deeply impressed

*****
*****

AS DERRIÈRE

she has
an assignment
on A Midsummer
Night’s Dream

perhaps she might
venture in the
woods to
write it

where
again she
may or may not
notice

as in the Guillermo de Toro movie
the insects grow to the
size of fairies

give their
circumscribed hive-mind to
a confederation of not-
yet revolutionary-
minded rude mechanicals

but what of the
transformative magic of desire
will she see me
transformed, so wistfully
witty and erudite in
country matters when
in the
Queen’s bower hammocked

enslaved
to each other

until morning, when all
is restored, Dawn dispenses nonsense
again enthroned propriety

and my beauty wakes to see
the memory of her love
lies not
(as she thought)
with her
soulmate, her hero

but
far lesser being

her
puppeteer

her
man at the strings

ventriloquist
who had her speak so beautifully
with such strange, strange
beauty

(layer upon
layer uncovered in

sweet repartee
and yet, as Bottom did say, no
solid ground there

flat as
a pancake

curved
as derrière

*****
*****

WHEEL

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Humanity, poem, poem poetry political moral, poetry, Torture, Universe

WHEEL

It is the end
of my little experiment

the crows descend
will find me
common fare, not
even a
rare tweet

I imagine the Universe must run
on the principle of wheels
like this, geared to
click with other wheels
all so
seamless

my blood runs
the pain taking
me to places
I pray no human
will ever follow

Oh my cruel companions
everything turning, in
their excruciating truth
the stars
lined up

the crows here
it is the end
at last the end

JEFFREY

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Epstein, eugenics, genetics, Humanity, poem, poem poetry political moral, poetry, satire

JEFFREY

we need
cloned evil to
replace us

snake-tongued
eugenic beings
all name
Jeffrey and
Jeffrey-Lee

and because
Jeffrey wants it
we know
God wants it

so easy to
deal with
one sick, predicable
marching-in
-step species

golden slime
mirrored infinitely

IT’S THE HOPE

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hope, Humanity, poem, poetry

It’s the
hope
that
kills

(and you
know
how bad
things
must be

for this
to be
a cliche)

PROPENSITY

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Capitalism, Humanity, poem, poetry, poverty, transformation

PROPENSITY

we have
the propensity
to create
the alien

sky all the colours
of the LSD rainbow
no one sings
somewhere over
no one
really cares

living in houses
somehow shrunk
to size
of R2D2

(the Cathedral of Poverty
neatly nestling beside)

and there
up on high
about to
leave the planet once
reached escape velocity

Corporation of
Corporations: big
as the Sun, as
our entire solar system

the truth of that logic
absolutely enshrined