Monday, July 24, 2017

Red Room

In this red room I circle,
Wheedle the few
Words that break through,
Weave them, knead them, mold and massage them
Into meanings that might
Lift this leaden lumpen carapace.
Tracing the nautilus, thinking
Deeply, nerves pores senses open to
Quantum turbulence, to
Your intentions, to
My grace, essays, defeat.
In this red room
I wait.

Friday, June 9, 2017

Donald Trump's Favourite Ice Cream Flavour

Youtube told me,
Trump prefers vanilla.

The matrix is broken, I thought,
Thousands of us thought.
An elaborate joke that history will devote online chapters
To analysing.

What covfefe led us here.

As all things move relentlessly toward chaos,
This chaordic path is yours, America.
Race relations out of control
A schism through your soul
Poverty taking its toll
And as a president, you chose....
a troll.

Climate change is a hoax?
What people can he coax
That his tweets are not just
That he is smarter than the jokes.

The best words.

Ice caps melt, erratic weather,
A googleplex of variables beyond control,
Hate grows in the hearts of disenfranchised peoples
Fed by hate, fed by war, fed by poverty, by people not fed.
Beyond our ability to control
All the easy problems seem solved
Now we sadly circle a vexing tangle
Gordian knot
of explosive complexity

When everything else is impossible,
Perhaps only the sublimely absurb
Makes sense.

Monday, January 30, 2017

Mercy is not geometry

Even a circle has an edge
Draw it as wide as you want, there
Is still a line. A border. A wall.
Mercy is not geometry.
Love exists beyond the Cartesian plane.
What we do is biology.
Rhizomes, tentacles, porous cell walls.
Find symbiosis.
Unlike ecology, love has no limits.

Shoeless, in your mitred hat, approach
Crawl until the thorns are blunted,
Sketch your god in the sand, it
Always shifts.
Bring all the pocket messiahs in neckties
But we will wear no corsets here.

We must do it this way, squeeze,
Pile, stack the open space with all
The dense joy
The ecstasy of being,pull together till there
Is no outside
Inside no lines
All human,
All one.
All die so
All love.