The Vast Asterism Dawn

Yet close
Yet not
Nursing only the mirage
Threading through the veiled horizon

Or release
The lifting
The reveal
A beauty insane

The first spark
Igniting the internal jet ruby
Imparting the call answer
Sweeping up all my nights' rivers
Washing away stones carelessly thrown
Rivulets melt time frozen reshowing

let go let go

Drops
Drops flung
The infinite ocean a drop
One drop oceans
No embrace
To leave not a trace
Not one trace
Talk about tough love

Somewhere in this
I glimpse
Between despair and revelation
The present
The beyond
The vast asterism dawn
Where the zero
Is something different

In Gentrificationland

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The World's First Hypertext

Poetry
The hypertext of the soul
The before and after of rock and roll
Lines of diamond sculpt the snow
A crystal show kaleidoscope

Drafted by decoders inked with light
Their burning eyes sift the night
In dreaming true allotments grow
Such orchids shape in moon shadow

Poetry
The hypertext of the soul
The enfolding aurora manifold
What forces shape the mind's binary star
The butterfly

Capital Flight Landlords Of The World Unite

capital flight landlords of the world unite
new glass satanic mills' trinkets delight
ten thousand dimpled points of dimmer-switch-to-let light
stacked hot knives of smoked steel shaft the shamble of sky
the economic locusts dropship honey umbrellas
gold meteors swarm
foundational craters pre-load
cash cows shall crow and keep mum sold

capital flight landlords of the world unite
even before the next cold war turns hot
it's lift-off 
you'll yield a thousand percent on the dotted line
these sparkles of alchemy
in the refugees' star-crossed night all shine

so the builders stack them high
melting like clockwork drip dead on site sometimes
only say maybe to contracted life
the soccer stalwarts of qatar
have got that s.o.p goal down tight

capital flight landlords of the world don't flee
virtually visit your space station
like tim peake's chroma keying thingy
allegedly
enjoy the 3d tour projected on the square blue show
a glass of wine a supermodel
cream in your ice cone
your bouncey castle fireproof is underwritten by nero

for where chaos resides there's the short side
the flip of the share slide
so you know you can let it all ride
all permutations shall ignite your points of light
one illuminati to another should bend the will of time all right
and make it walk your zig zag line

ignore the affluenza alienation
hold on to the wood-fired gentrification
a tureen of organic mushy pea squash for a small ransom
your toilet roll makes platinum
even your pet skunks smell handsome

the security guards
cleaners
receptionists
and chefs
shall have a temporary pass issued
to allow themselves in
but only via the discreet side door
by the wheelie bins

for every palace shall have
an entrance for the queens and kings
and another for those they suffer to serve them gated
and they must utilise the goods' lift sated

True Poets Shut Up And Sing

so dismal
didactic serial interviewee poets
flea celebrities
endlessly drool publicly over their verse
they bid you welcome
these belly gazing curators
kicking and screaming you into their
hairy schmoozer purse string universe
oh my goodness

cursed exhibitionist mercenaries
unsparing their hive mind of me
like shark-eyed self-genuflecting bullet point donkeys
powerpoint munchkins
'tis mental masturbation surely
absurd really
and so beneath the elusive muse moose divinity
and what's more
Defeats Poetry

never trust such vain doppelgangers dismal
for Poetry is
dear true poets here's the thing
simply shut up and sing
your poetry being is being
being in that poem thing
for poetry becomes its meaning true
somewhere between the attuned transmission receiver
the within now between now living outside you

thus shun the Brigade MeMeMe
the starstruck solipsists spoking
the lighted streams of the midnight industry
spooking the silent vessel scribes of the raw true weave
toiling beneath the earthshine
gazing out of cars
some thrown out of bedrooms
others propping up bars
you know who you are
and even if you don't
all the better

poet be
free that poem go
you be gone
evaporate like mist
for the membrane of your breath is the poem's air
not the ego's fist
only the deafening nowhere trills the philistine whores
damned besotted slam-dunked on their own reflection
surfing the dappled quick sand of self deception
where the poet becomes the venal product sold
in the me myself and i mold

through the verse flute gift your brimming muse truth
it works it works somehow
and you the poet take care
stay invisible
if you dare
shut up and sing
along the interpretation alley Poetry lives

your poetry fired aloft to float away
the snowflake spiral
flits etheric a voice
the mystic geometry of your fractal words
now lifted away on their magic carpet ride
salute that choice

The Quantum Paradox

this inner voice wrapped outside of sound
resounds the lowest hum
the outflowing rush encases the night 
is this vibration Love?

this inner voice outside the rational
  limpid consciousness entwines
  yet the darkness owns time?

to hold the source of that flash 
 fill with your hands the ocean
  the eternal truth might last a drop 
 one life the grain the precious grain

so what of injustice
  of grief and trauma
  of loss 
 none of this illusion 
 spare the suffering the empathy of preachers
  the stars extinguish in tears 
 and vibrate broken wishes saved by children..

You Say Oprah

She asked me if I like opera,
I replied, I prefer post rock ambient electronica.
No! she shrieked, I mean Op-rah, not opera!
You know, the world's biggest celebrity of America?
Op-rah who? I enquired
Oprah who? OPRAH! OPRAH Winfrey?!
Oh. Pee. Arrhh. Ehh. Aitch. Oprah!
Wow, you really think
when people say Oprah, they actually mean..op-e-ra?
Well, it was nice meeting you..
So umm..I must be going..
She waved her arm around the mezzanine lounge,
Taking in the other waiting omega male dating clowns.

I nodded,
Her eyes scored me nought,
The bartender offered me a vodka,
And a double-take thought:
That has to be the speediest speed-date thumbs down
I've ever seen in this town,
Well at least she will remember you now.

Seconds out,
And it was time to meet another speed datee;
I asked her if she likes Oprah,
She said she did and asked the same of me,
Oh, I said (smarter now) I prefer re-runs of Gerry Springer.
She jumped off the bar stool - another pull of the trigger,
And the bartender poured me a triple..

Safety Deposit Boxes In The Sky

safety deposit boxes in the sky
must i
safety deposit boxes in the sky
wish i could live the life in a safety deposit box in the sky
a capital flight commodity
a ghost of spaceships float satellite moscows and beijings
qatar to our city rich kids
wall to ceiling ceilings hang ceiling to ceiling floors
i shall set my controls for the heart of this rabbit hole
the dead cat bounce on the rock and roll
yeah i'm sold..

The Aliens' Roswell Conspiracy Theory Is Better Than Yours

Some aliens believe that the so-called Roswell crash
was fake.
So fake!
Fake, because, for one, their flying saucers are not capable of crashing,
and for two, because there is no intelligent life on earth!
Or even stupid life,
Or even really really stupid life,
Although some disagree,
And say that a little really really dreary stupid life might exist there.
But please don't quote me on that,
As I heard all this while having an out-of-body experience,
Like you do.
I had no poems to write that lunch break.

And as I floated above their planet,
(Actually I was in one of their bars),
I heard the alien conspiracists surmise:
How could our transcendental space cadets be taken by earth's military
when earth has no military?
Have you ever seen a earthling saucer leave orbit? Exactly!
Those rocket things are only photographic anomalies!
How can something shaped like a rocket even fly?
They aren't even round or oblong or triangle!
Sheesh..do I need to go on?
They smoked back another psychedelic octopus chaser,
While checking out the groovy penguin dancers rocking the HoloYacht magic carpets.
Yeah baby!

One alien conspiracist continued,
..so look closely at the so-called Roswell crash images,
Don't they all look so suspiciously staged,
Our military-abduction complex at it again,
Convincing us that intelligent life on that stupid planet exists,
All to steal my and your triffid credits -
All for their non-existent stupid trips.
Listen, none of our dolphins were even in that crashed saucer,
I bet they got plastic surgery and are living the high life in Arcturus;
Our emperor found out so got the laser in one of her two heads,
Front and to the right, front and to the right.
Ozwoz Zarvey was the patsy on the Platinum Hill,
Yet, the Xowzer was fired from the incarnation repository -
Snagg Ruby was their well-connected shill!

Earth: empty, barren, ugly,
With a poisonous atmosphere.
Those photos of pyramids,
Are just weathered rocks and shadows.
Now you tell me, how can anything live in an atmosphere of poisonous nitrogen?
How can any flowers grow without Helium 3, and diamond rain?
Didn't you go to science class Two Brains!?
You've been smoking too many of those drinks my orange haired friend.

What's more, the gravity on earth would flatten life like a pancake.
The oceans are full of weird blue water.
And there's not enough methane.
Now what in the name of our Goddess can live in water?
Not one plasma lake in sight!
And not one place on that godforsaken rock can escape
it's violent blinding moonlight.

Yeah, yeah we've read the reports:
Beings live there who have only one head (one head!) who can talk!
Animals with four legs that horizontally walk. Lol!
Give. Us. A. Break.

And get yourself an education before it's too late.

Wow check out that penguin on the left,
Ain't she gorgeous?
Man how I'd love to have hamsters with her..

Happy New Year!

2016 was ushered in with the most apt and vivid juxtaposition - a firework display right next to a burning high rise building..


Anyway, may I wish you all a safe year ahead, and thank you all again for your continued support.


Take it easy,


Cheers!
Suki

Nailed On The River Styx

Some glide, some slide,
And some couples list from both sides,
Energy drink fugue fried,
Glow worms on boards swiftly unglued by the night,
A babbling brook of dreaming lips steam-open the frazzled,
And closed circuit dollies shall frack their eyes.

Glittering indigo swans card shuffle the dawn
slim-line nascent functioning forms;
The store fronts' knee-deep teardrop lights
glow with the reckoning:
Inkling herds concussed with ultraviolet kisses,
The neon wash of cobalt, fuchsia, oyster and saffron hues,
Their shopping bags which shimmer
withhold intelligent tags resounding with personal news to lose..

Earphones wash the tumbling ice rink sonics of youth -
The white noise smeared illusions,
Fancifully duct taped with lip-read truths:
Cinnamon fairy tales of moon/June travails and trampled over glamour;
The vapouriser aspirations paint a palate of crowbar colours.
Defunct holy grails mist in laser guided vapour trails -
This planet's constellations of hurt sailed,
And embers stoke and smoke desires and wishes,
Burning,
The burned burn those bridges..

With purpose, the legions parched return their unwanted gifts,
Spilt back inside their glass plastic sense,
I'll be good for your gold, perhaps,
if you'll allow a cash refund for this myrrh and frankincense..

Duty Of Care - Extreme Combat

Staff Notice

Dear all
Please take this refresher advice as a friendly reminder
Of our protocol for calling in sick
Which is 

In the first instance call the shift supervisor
Inform them why you are unable to attend your shift
Be as clear as possible
The more information the better
We don't need to hear a blues lyric
Only the truth
This information will of course remain confidential
And will only be passed on
to the internal interested parties and relevant stake holders
As deemed appropriate

In addition to calling the shift supervisor
Please call the assistant manager on duty
Or leave a message with the manager
If the assistant manager isn't on duty
However
Please note
If the manager is not in
Please do not leave a message on their answer phone
This is no longer acceptable
In point of fact it never ever was
Instead speak to the senior manager on duty
This is all part of our Duty of Care
To ensure we are able to do all we can
To encourage and assist with your well being
The assistant manager has been informed to escalate this chain accordingly

Please note that if you are adamant to call in unwell for your shift
We may call you at home
This is only to check on the progress of your recovery
This too is part of our Duty of Care
We may be able to offer you assistance and advice
On how you might be able to attend a later shift on the same day
Affording you the opportunity to perform lighter duties
As part of our
Duty of Care

If you still insist on being unwell for the whole day
Please on your return fill in the Return to Work form
And bring it to a shift supervisor
Who will book a Back to Work Interview appointment with you
With your immediate line manager
Where you will be offered the opportunity to discuss your absence
With them
A member of occupational health might also attend
Should it be deemed appropriate
And of course a human resources adviser
Will be informed should there be any issues arising
That require a more tailored intervention and monitoring
This is all part of our Duty of Care

Please also bring your notes of your day's sickness
To your next six month review
This is to help you refresh your memory
Of your sickness
And we may discuss and go over the relevant factors
This should take no more than half an hour
This is all part of our Duty of Care to you
While you remain an employee