The Welcome Party

A celebrity
Takes a selfie
With her photographer
Who takes photos of her
             taking her selfie..

Her summer scene perhaps green screen
Lead-lining her possibly CGI body..
Still
She might be real..

The photographer frames her
into selfie artifact
Her tether form
Her ether quintessence
             slips on this new force field
                       fans the siphoning blizzard
And everywhere
Songs of sirens echo
Ringing theremins...

I shall float on a broken window
Imagine how we might look through there
My longboat of mud and broken window
With a broken window sail
Let us fare
Through seas of ether we seek..

And many children as adult children
Dance and fuse with the mirrored shellac
As reflected phantoms swoop and glide
They sail down..

And plenty keep watch from the shoreline
The welcome party
So the cargo cult know they have arrived
Propelling the new myth-dream
Fit for Purpose
The broken window looking-glass gaze
Has it ever shone so fair..

Asteroid Haiku

i did what i did,
whatever that was
tracks, times, sleep, light, things..

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you have two messages

..wonder how old is that tree..

that cloud
i am sure
it has been that exact shape
somewhere else before..

..hello..so you haven't submitted that form yet..

she always looks angry
she drinks truck loads of camomile tea

[god cannot find itself anywhere on google maps
although monetised..]

i saw a nun with an iphone
although not the latest model..

hi..yeah. soo..as i said
submit the form
or you lose those expenses
okay
yeah cheers..

what the heck is that up there
it really seems to be getting closer..

did i switch off the cooker..

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i did what i did, 
whatever that was
tracks, times, sleep, light, things..