MASK

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Humanity, mask, poem, poem poetry political moral, poetry

MASK

sarcasm
bigotry
belligerence

so many
looks

not good
for us

sailing down
the catwalk in
full view of
all

the saving grace
your mask

VAST

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Humanity, poem, poem poetry political moral, poetry, Space, Value and meaning

VAST

there are
fires

and a rocket
is heading through the sky
or will dock in
a space
reserved for
international humanity

but here
is a planet

where so many
are
denied the vast
have to
starve on the
small

and if
they protest

all Hell
breaks loose
all Hell

SO LOVE ASKED

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Humanity, love, poem, poetry

SO LOVE ASKED

so love asked me
in a full-bodied
way

what it was
I could bring
to the table

I sighed, and looked
at my oeuvre
so
many
scrappy pieces
of text, dillying
and dallying
with the
idea of
love

nothing
full-blooded
steeped in
the idea of
sacrifice
and
redemption

ADAGE

Tags

Humanity, poem, poetry

ADAGE

my poem
stood alone

dumb
as a stone

just a
stone’s throw
away from
deep
stupidity

I looked at
the page
stupefied
in shame

had to
remind myself
of that adage:
nothing is
set in
stone

and so
that great labour
rethinking each
line
redrafting
all the phrases

until the stone
began to
look like
quartz

become
more like
crystal

and I thought
maybe now
something
has opened

maybe now
something is clear

maybe
the heart of stone
can see
itself

see what
might be

FOR THE RECORD

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Humanity, philosophical, poem, poetry, spiritual, writing

FOR THE RECORD

for the record
we’ve been
playing the music
at the wrong speed

have imagined division
where none existed

have demonized difference
when it is
our human agility
and our beauty

have wrapped the
Earth in our
dark shadow blanket

so now nothing can live
no one can breathe

and
yet we
insist on sticking
with all our projections

if each star were
a tear
who will be there
to weep

PAROXYSM

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Humanity, poem, poem poetry political moral, poetry, power, satire

PAROXYSM

hopefully
this is the final
paroxysm

last insane pornographic surge of
the notion of albino
absolute power

still crawling in
the lizard-scaled
regions of
our animal brain

throwback revived, thing
the should have died
seventy five years ago
(God knows
the horror of
the price that was paid)

but still
they stoke it
still
they provoke it

their greed
is infinite, their lives
(such
cold callous lives)
totally
without shame

SHAMAN

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Fascism, Humanity, Justice, poem, poem poetry political moral, poetry, Revolution, satire, shaman

SHAMAN

I shall glide down the high street
my feet not touching

around my neck a chain
of shrunken skulls

each brain there so small
it could barely take shrinking

their dreams of being evil
avatars of stupid senseless power
put on permanent hold

FANG

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Humanity, Nature, poem, poetry, Poison, Snake

FANG

snake
is
death
on a
spring

is Ph D
in toxic chemistry
into few drops
of fang-
venom

that
wisdom
distilled

yep
snake is
thing
impossible to
humanize

bite to kill
what is nutritious
full of
shit
or out
for a fake thrill

but snake
can slither
up into skull
wrap around
your mind

no human
ever smarter
and that’s
my
deadly truth

BURN AWAY

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Humanity, Judgement, love, Mother, poem, poetry, spiritual

BURN AWAY
(For M.G.E.D.)

a back slash
came between us

something uncoupled us
twisted your love
into shape, I’m afraid to say,
I see as swastika

and yet
that was not your way
you were not
born that way

nor were you that way when
your eyes first alighted on me
and I was thing
most yours in the world

there to nurture, yours
in love forever

and yet
you did decide to
turn away

something in my words, my smile
you did not savour, something
I could not
avoid, not change
being reflection of yourself

and so
I observed from a distance, took
in all that I did hear
shedding
no tear

but do offer
this, my prayer of fire,

that all that came between us
all you
put between us

might burn
and all that was mine in you
was truly mine, eternally mine

I might
lift from those ashes
and reclaim

MEDIUM RARE

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death, Hiroshima, Humanity, Life, meaning, medium, poem, poetry, thermonuclear

MEDIUM RARE
(BRIDGE AT HIROSHIMA)

middle class
medium rare
medium
being

and yet when
the Universe stops
for a chat
we cannot
divine
the moment
nor its meaning

I tell you this
and you do
a very bourgeois thing
stand up
facing the stars
proclaiming your uniqueness

ask you (dare to ask you)
who you think you are
(if comic book has authority here
let’s go with “Dr Astral”)

standing as
straight as a poker
as a space rocket
as a nuclear missile

even a huge
totally erect dick
has curvature

Oh, yes mon ami,
you are star dust wanting
to return

but part
of that stardust thirsts for extinction
wants to burn

wants to
be proof of
the pudding for Einstein’s equation

burnt to a crisp
just not good enough let
alone “medium rare”

want to
when you go thermonuclear
just evaporate

leave your shadow goodbye signature
like that long-forgotten poor soul
on the bridge
at Hiroshima