Dr Who And The Anti-Transgender Dalek Agenda

and the doctor resolved
..and it is now time to sort out the daleks
once and for all this time 
i am compelled you ask this
why are no daleks transgender
none
it is simply not on..
wearing an all-rada thoughtful glare
the doctor proclaimed
excrement is about to get super real
serious do-do is about to go down
here within my cosmic hood.. 
oh my gosh yo
i aint even jokin sisro..

so off she went to skaro
to tell off the anti-tran titanium++ bigots very badly..

no more than they deserve
we must agree..

the daleks pointed out to the doctor
but we have no sexuality at all
none of us are hetero either..

glad to hear that replied the doctor
but that is hardly my point..
i concede a good start though..
the doctor pondered that 
considered for no more than a mere moment..

and how many of you are feminists
a show of hands if you please..
she could see no hands
no dalek hands at all
thought so..thought so..she smirked..

she marched off back to the tardis victorious
the daleki super-soldiers looking on suitably chastened..
neo incel mentality to burn
should they reach deep down..

hands on hips and a final flourish
the doctor pronounced
..and by my return
there better be progress on both counts
and with that she slammed the door
and the tardis disappeared 
back to the other curved cattle chute so fair..

shit whispered davros
we better get on this right now
all leave is cancelled
all leave is cancelled
we must not give the bbc tavistock fives/sixes a pretext
difficult to exterminate
and once re-educated and embraced
we shall not fair so well..

davros paused toggled his wheels for dramatic effect a foot forward
and anyway what about our rights..
surely the demands of the doctor illustrate rampant dalekphobia..
he started laughing
and he could not stop
and all the daleks joined in
and they could not stop until davros stopped
tears rolling down his bin-baby-dad half-bin-bod
the dripping uber-alpha leathered lovely cyborg grindr superstar..

and within the tins reverberated canned echoing silence eerie
as all the daleks turned to one another
almost wondering reflecting..almost
on what the fuck just happened
deep questions teased the tip of their collective mind like a feather a liquidiser..

Enjoy This Silence

..see it say it sorted..

enjoy this silence

..we have been informed by the british transport police that professional beggars are operating in this station..

• ·         One pill makes you larger
  

look inward to find..

..please be aware that appearances and attitudes can be very deceptive..

• ·         And if you go chasing rabbits

And you know you're going to fall

earphones recommended

..suspicious..

..see it say it sorted..

• ·         When the men on the chessboard

Get up and tell you where to go

..a trespasser..delay..we apologise..

..this is your driver..

..see it say it sorted..

• And your mind is moving low

earphones recommended ~ when logic and proportion have fallen sloppy dead

• ·         When logic and proportion have fallen sloppy dead
• ·         Go ask Alice

..this train is made up of eight coaches..

please take all belongings with you

….may be destroyed..

see it say it sorted..

• ·         And the Red Queen's off with her head

Remember what the dormouse said

earphones recommended..

..see it say it sorted..
feed your head..trespass

https://youtu.be/R_raXzIRgsA

Captive Audience

so i picked up this hitch-hiker
who said thanks so grateful
i know you are taking a risk
i could be a serial killer..
i replied i know but
the chances of two of us being serial killers
pretty remote..

..allow me to recite to you some of my poetry
if you want me to shut up though
please do not hesitate..

lucky for me the hitch-hiker seemed to enjoy it all
staring with rapt attention
sometimes at the door handle
sometimes and my side-profile
mesmerised..

it was nice
the time just slipped on by..

The Day Theresa May Wept

a half-boiled human lobster thrown into a freezer
then thawed on top of an atomic toaster made of g.m.-pentagram plasticised salmon
the trademark ball-and-chain regalia dissecting her wracking
                                                            neck plumes suited and booted
locking-on the gladed microphones choked to gurgle
a jittery siren ululating on a sinking energy drink super-tanker
twas the day lady-to-be theresa may wept
her parchment mozzarella face atlantian blotting paper all abs and deltoids..

smear-blobule red riding hood spangled vamp pins strided matronly
sidewinder eyelids baleful mental hospital magnolia cobra
my ears were shot to bled bits though
i was vacuuming the carpet listening to motorhead so..

she was on the telly muted mutating
as she spoke i attempted to lip-read her message
words rolled below anyhow
theresa. may. resigns.
so why would she do this
vacuuming men with growling bass-slatted ears lactating needed to know..

she looked up as gravity pounded down nitrogen termites/sheet-metal terrapins
she held back a sob
like an elderly diana-like gone saturnine/180/not killed by mi5
clue the smirking boys behind the hearse milady..

breathe love breathe..i thought feeling all tender..

she opened her mouth in different ways
twinned-city lips swerve-skidded-pursed shapes lurid/gimp-masked
out-gassing rebar budgerigar
theresa may miming lemmy live
now that is what i call karaoke..

so vacuuming listening to motorhead this is what i lip-read..
lord knows i tried
but something inside me died
i cried and i cried
i saw those photographs and reports
the hospitals and school buses bombed in yemen..
she paused – looked up
..with missiles to saudi ~ we sold them
i killed those children
as did my predecessors
then there was idlib etcetera
so sorry i condemn the white helmets unequivocally
syria sorry
i resign
i cannot bear it all
i love my country...

and with that she stumbled back
i thought she had no heart
but the tears they were real enough
no way you could fake that..

That Old Man

navigating over fences by lamp post starlight
peering through windows any nosey neighbours around
slash windows slide/ locks deft force applied
pliers for burglar alarms..

the mementos trashed personal effects pissed on or cashed
their insurance will cover it so what is the problem
only after a few hundred times he might do some time
a university no tutorial fees..

..then back again where the customer never asks
victims sometimes so traumatised they up sticks/move on
i knew an elderly neighbour who passed away from shock
he was so shaken
and what are the chances he is not the only one..

it is only stuff though is it not..
only mortar and bricks and shit
it should not be seen as personal..
people get shot and stabbed is that not much worse..
that old man would have died soon anyway
let us get our priorities straight here..
yeah okay..

the burglar never knew what he did to that old man
he carried on and carried on most certainly
and the full effects of shock were a month or so delayed
the connection made only conjecture
so much for his broken heart-trashed memories..

next..

You Are A Soldier In A Cosmic War

what promised land soon for the orange jesus
june buckingham palace an august jerusalem
the pope and the archons
what do they all really love
we can do more than wonder..

space lizardology ra and bees
paedo industries diseased minds epstein islands
walking like an egyptian
and much more besides..

hang on with your souls folks
hang on with your souls
allow the glimmers and glimpses to toughen the target
hold on and hang on with your souls..

a test a destination the journey
an incarnation a saturn return
wise ones departed higher realms witness
who know who knows..

often I tell myself
even as I fail and fail again love elusive is still love real
still I fail yet and yet
in the madness
perhaps an aspect might prevail..

in the silence revealed
the golden void voice
the river the ever-flowing river
wrenching overwhelming incomprehensible
the river the river..

how many broken hearts the universe utterly crushed
in all the frequencies and octaves
oceans and planets dust..

you are a soldier in a cosmic war
hang on with your soul
hang on with your soul
it is imperishable
hang on with your soul
for you will meet again
and perhaps so will we..

the powers that be will do their thing
and i imagine it will not be easy for them..