London, Beta-Testing The Zombie Apocalypse

masked faces on the underground
furtive glances and suspicious stares
rain powdering the pavements with micro-dots
shy pedestrian smiles and downcast eyes..

an elderly man gazes out from his balcony
no-one visits but he has the fresh air
a bird swoops but it drops the worm
a confused squirrel traces itself across a favourite fence..

from another balcony someone waves so he waves back
time-merged circles yarn the ever-looping
another cup of coffee another opening of the fridge
on receiving an awaited text he smiles relieved and replies..

an ambulance pulls away from a drive
someone died of pneumonia ~ someone
nothing unusual but a life perhaps precious to someone has passed
a few neighbours watch from their window..

in the 24-hour grocery a hoarder buys ten noodle snacks
packets of cigarette papers and four chocolates
he sneezes a few times and the grocer laughs and asks
so what have you been sniffing..

a worker leaves a station another strange shift over
a takeaway delivered telekinetically flicks on the t.v
a news presenter eyes of darkness reads wuhan now in lockdown
it's like a pulp-novel..imagine life if that ever happened here..

Vigilant Guardian (Disliker-Crime And Thought-Safety Keyword Phrases And Definitions)

please note
once the disliker-crime law comes into effect
and it will..
      the consultation exercise always so very wearisome..

please note
                      if my enhanced senses detect you do not like me ~ the-i
       you will be confiscated and charged with committing disliker-crime..

that is your heads-up
you have been advised
we are kind
please oblige..

so say it
one two three
disliker-crime..

so please do not allow your mind
to dissolve into a verdant hothouse generator darkly dreamt
feather-bedding alarming harmful and illegal content
disliker-crime
twinkle-toe obliteration does not become you
think thought-safety..
be thought-safety
report dislikers..
 
definitions
those that operate in covert modes of so-called unmouthing ~ unmouthing-expression
share projected iterations of micro-aggression/neutrino-aggression
                                       weaponised manifesto
such oriented psychic orchestral manoeuvres discharge disliker-crime
thus a differing-crime
to be likened to lower octave hate-crime ~ native insurgency ~ spreading rumours
wilful denierism
and all thoughts so interpreted please consider sufficiently interrogated
to be tempered de-appendaged micro-managed and safely disposed..

moving on..
expanded-you
the expanded i-am
the-i-am-you..

you are my sub-play-mate
acquiesce
float and flow in our recherché pleasure dome safe-space
become
enjoy our entertainers your entertainers
they care about the things you will entertainer..

causes
and the causes enjoy causes ~ dialectical optics provided ~ eitherors
muse the received circumscribed safety-thought wisdom cocooned within the chrisalism
dance until the music stops
safe in the knowledge that the higher you rise
the quicker our intelligent exit doors will run towards you..

please note
disliking exposes bad mind composition
an incomprehension disorder defined as super-voluntary-malady
the-i as proprietor deem such thought processes unproperty
unproperty..
 
unproperty-ownership
to simple minds this dynamic may seem paradoxical contradictory
all denier-angst is a little too deep for me
please explain dystopian
although i would not recommend it..

a-ha yes..
so the-i is joyful you are learning
you are really actively listening now
good for you
see how the-i cares
programmed relater
smooth-edged predictive soothsayer..

side note
should you firewall and scramble your thoughts to squirrel away
perhaps sheathed to pave way for a fantasy revolutionary parade
sorry
that means you have too much to hide
and too much time to plaque-think 
so we will keep you busy
written rewritten
vacuumed with anti-glimmer elixir
de-wormed of unilateral thought-bubbles
re-centred and equilateralised box-fresh..

also please understand
haters of disliker-crime are likers of hate  ~ and please note all the dissidents vaporise
so let roll and unleash your civilianised road-block mind
uni-vibe in-kilter
meet your kind for they are blazing the trail in-blissed
necessarily mist yourself with essences
our mental health delicatessens arm a good crisis..
                   
         you may continue..

                         behind your closed eyes enjoy the slides..
            
                                        you have aced becoming..

Gnome Of Koans

he bulldozed that poem
a real bulldozer delivery
it came in through the back wall
to the side of the dais
eighteen volumes dropped with a thud
then part of the ceiling collapsed
to an indifferent clamouring silence..

the poet glimmered
well at least now we have ventilation
the sparse audience jock-strapped laughed
and as the bulldozer reversed to leave
the driver waved us the grimmest cheerio..

as the fallen masonry settled
the poet gazed at the mike
a mike jones who was prostrate at the front
taking a selfie
lying on top of the fallen wall
grinning
his face dusted with motes of risen concrete powder
partying like a hungover zombie ghost..

the poet dusted himself down
and blinked at the one glaring green spotlight
and this is what passes for performance poetry glamour
one glaring green spotlight..sometimes a blue one
sometimes a red one
sometimes a yellow one>>
no one said it is easy
nevertheless a half a packet of crisps
and a romantic bus ride
to an edgy part of town
while clutching this this poet..if you play your cards right
yes ladies this man could be yours
get in line
you can thank me later..

so two poems
he pointed to the thick luminous volumes
first this one
this will take around two months to deliver
so i hope you have had a toilet break..huh
and then a two-minute quickie
just to round things off nicely
a little slap-and-tickle haiku aikido before home..

two. months.
now that is what i call epic
shit
i better phone work then..

yeah hi yeah..got a really bad throat
should be okay...in two months and two minutes or so
obviously i will let you know..

silence on the other side of the phone
wouldnyajusknowit
typical mid-management passive-aggression
two months queried that voice in rising castrato octaves
yeah..plus two minutes or so..
heads up - aitch-aaarrrrhh will not be too happy i was tipped off
they never are i replied..
just take some honey and lemon
you should be fine in a day...i was advised in a last ditch attempt to make me see sense..

has anyone ever seen sensehas anyone ever so much as taken a photograph of a seen sense..

..it will not budge i promised
well not for at least two months and two minutes..
my expert diagnosis
delivered with that certain astounding precision
an uncanny gift of the work-shy
we really apply ourselves that way
always giving it some added value
i have been doing it for decades
especially when a two-month poem is on
in a basement
in a basement without ventilation
try and stop me..

back to the poem
so he picked up the first volume
and turned to the first page..

yeah so here goes

so uh yeah..

then after a couple of phantom pregnant silent seconds
we are off..

The golden hued termites
for it was they

Burnished like Assam tea

Honeyed fractal dimpled vectoring..

fuckin ell
good start man good start
honeyed fractal dimpled vectoring
go on my son..

Ergo the divine Queen

As majestic as the turmeric galleon ants
Pearl drops mop her brow

mop her brow..

yeah yeah i am liking this
i am liking this..

but.. shit i am going to rudely interrupt myself ~ did i leave the oven on
did i leave the oven on ~ did i eat that jacket potato
is the jacket potato still in the oven..burning burning..
my mind drifted..
so is my flat on fire..
what am i asking myself
where am i going with this
ah..has a burning jacket potato
set fire to my oven set fire to flat
set fire to my flat
set. fire. to..my..flat..
should i check..or..

And that is how the war beganAnd that is how the war began
And I will say it again..(silence)

(he never said it again
he said it twice)

did the poet say a war began
what war began
why would turmeric ants start a war..
but..and..also..did i leave the oven on..

so should i listen to the rest of this poem
did that jacket potato burn down my flat
or should i listen to a two month-long poem about a war
a war started by ants or termites or some such..
it does have a..a kind of netflix vibe to it..

has my flat burnt down
did i eat that jacket potato
i see no netflix vibe there
no homoerotic component..

And this is how the war began..

oh..he did say it again..

The emperor glared at his adviser

Go to the forest with hasteThere is a talking gazelle ~ The Seer

Do not dither to that frosted glade..

And that is how the war began..

the poet looked up
looked around at the sparse audience
dramatic pause
an ice cube cracked in a vodka glass...

oh dear
if i leave now
i will no longer have a reason
to be off work for two months
unless my flat burns down
that might even garner me a bit of sympathy
from aitch arrr..

The diamond arrowhead killed his betrothed

something..something..

He screamed at up at the thundering sky 
I will avenge theeThey will all die..

(distracted distracted)                     something.. 

something..something..

(words admixed with more)

And that is how the war began..

decisions decisions..

They wrestled in the golden mud

The God Emperor penguin spat his cigar out

Swearing in an obscure Uranian Viking dialect

Aurora the maiden meerkat tore off her headdress

Pulling out the beaked whale intestines

Wrapping them around her bloodied neck
Trilling

Emperor

You shall give me child

It shall..

yep

i must leave

i must leave right. now.
right. now...

They mated in the albatross nest..

festooned with rubies

and so was the nest..

the moon turned a blood red scone

the syzygy ~ heralding the foreboding feast of zabagliones..

oracles wept into boney microphones..

and that is.........

snd tha..

Aaanndd.....

[Strikethrough ~ is strikethrough one word or two]

struckthrough words into words (to fade)

(light rain)

yeah hello..just been the chemists..walking home..
walking home..from the chemists..so i will have some honey and lemon and
i am sure by tomorrow..iiiiiiiii..
...
..hello..hello..are you there..you okay..hello
....it.....(to fade)


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Glowing Down, The Moon Gazes Up

with a purposeful astounding engineered precision
our mysterious moon was manoeuvred into this miraculous position
exact ratios incredibly woven so woven again and again
the interlocking perfection intricately placed for its ends..

yet the life-anchoring munificence adjudged as pure coincidence
and the entire cosmical expanse averred orderless
so bollocks to the plucked elegant scale harmonics
so hold fast to your faith in nasa rockets..

and their frozen dimpled pixels
and their smirking pixies on strings
and the studio mockery etched on the green screen
must these also be a few of your favourite things..

really ~ by happenstance from protoplasm to consciousness
chance evolution spiralled to spirit and soul
or perhaps the highest expression of source manifest
wherein every particle dances the whole..

eclipsing the divine moon this desert delusion
our nursery has bloomed for only lady luck and chance
effacing the quintessence within all beings here
resonating angles obscured the deepest answers veiled..

a blitzkrieg of facts volley and vie burden of proof
yet perhaps the finessed materialist trap occludes a higher truth
for do you suppose quantum entanglement tripping faster than light
operates in a universe apparently rolled out loveless soulless spiritless mindless..

Festive Haiku

save fish eat plastic
oceans will thank you for it ~
plastic bags boil in the bag..

insurance primes
disaster capitalists ~
your ashes their gold..

black friday offers
sacrifice christmas shoppers ~
recycle worn tyres..

the newsreader smirks
the propaganda still works ~
fake news frames fake news..

festive photographs ~
bonhomie mirages for
broken marriages..

the libor scandal
so many billions stolen
yet pin-drop silence..


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Dear Friend,
Wishing you a Happy New Year!
xx

Swimming Within The Sparkling Tear The Rhinestone Ocean

swimming within the sparkling tear
the deepest chambers crest caresses
the emptying-out night fathoms
an ethereal annihilation
water in the shape of fire
molten icebergs..

weave sashaying through the ocean city
not on google maps
flip over the moss-covered stupas
 whirls and whirls
the deep blue nothingness a-to-z
then mu..

who paints the cover-art for your ocean depths
the ravishing oscillations
the sky seas ride you rolling on spheres
so what brought you here..

streaming floss cacti nebula
a desolate serenity of ink-blot dream
sea bed fireworks catherine wheels
if a rocket fires through your pineal gland
let it not disturb you
your almond will shine rhinestones..

sponge spears glisten diamond-tipped ~ the cupid ricochet
where life matters there love might mean everything
who has stolen and hid the algorithms
morphic resonance might open that locked cloudopolis yet
empathy entanglement ~ let battle commence
the neural networks of the universe
map/mirror your mind
creation is the cosmos Light colour-coded ~ life..

if you ever chance upon yourself alive
hang on to your holy shit transmissions
live out that soundtrack
the mountain tip depths
                               the valley-shaded summits..

the cities the lands the wars
yet one ocean ~
the cities the lands the wars
yet one ocean ~
the cities the lands the wars
yet one ocean ~

and when The Ocean strikes back in its highest octaves
the deepest bass Om reverberates
where soul has no race
where spirit no nationality
within a blink ~ gone
the kiss within its breath
the lifted sand
and where the tear explodes wide open
and there the blossom embracing Awareness
that sleeps within is stirred awake reborn..

Autumnal Avalanche Collider

wavering sunbeams lemon steam bathing
zig-zag gentry-sentry leaves crimson upward-falling
lantern-like puddles down-high lit
a gliding sweet wrapper swan as a tropical fish
air grazing cheeks whiplash whips
tumbling sky butter-bronze egg-nog dip
lime scarlet canary yoghurt bobble hats dot
slate pavements flow shellac-sprung shimmery rivers
car exhaust plumes snort baby dragon silver
an ethereal violin here a booming bass there
an opera singer sea shanty floats out from a somewhere
clips the sound of autumnal air tousled bottled in space
a minimalist soundtrack composed
           by a feather-jacketed angel with her dancing skates on..

and the lozenge honeycomb artifact glides
hangs on a ribbon-weave a vapour trail sarong-swirl
an acoustic curtain amplifying emptying deckchair bird song
a branch snaps and fluttering wings rise
an owl muses the witness gazing after that swatch of sky
elephantine atoms dot the dot-to-dot high-rises
on a balcony a superman outfit
cigarette extinguished he turns
closes the slide doors
pants on the inside..

rustic melting pot perfumery
a déjà vu dodo of flung impossible scents
fishnet scrambling senses aroma-pixies awash
a falling canopy of veined micro-cities falling falling
venn diagrams enfold on themselves mix-tape shades
caramelise-wax the belisa beacons
plum umbrellas bob and drip volcano..

melasureJ

and did the visionary in more recent time
prophesy his verse schemed inverted
to echo to the rafters to enshrine
the war-mongers the priesthood the monarch..

for synagogues of satan to meld his lines
to reforge for human harvest
the darkest mills to consign generations weaponised
higher-mindedness denigrated occulted repurposed..

how appealing to the puppeteers
to rouse to sleep this sold deception
for what strange lamb now walks here
shadow-luminaries never question..

all the ecstatic insatiable spirits mock
their grand designs stock furnace sacrifices
impassioned innocents the flag-waving flock
melasurej the extinguishing anthem here lies..

and did the seer divine numinous
this time-unreal as anciently known
confirming was it not ever thus
there is nothing new under the sun..

bring us our sleeping bags and sunglasses
bring us kitsch sentiment and pied pipers
bring us glowing sticks and distraction devices
string us along with cipher..

we must never overcome never grasp what is clear
nor lift the lid on the palace creature
their road of excess has led to melasurej
the dark lights entrance so the glazed-eyed revere..

..And There Is Still Too Much Food In Their Plastic

the cynicism was getting too much
the nay-sayers ~ independent scientists/researchers gaining some ground
despite the de-platforming and the lamestream narratives
the whores of the various palaces were worried..

for the vaccine spice must always flow
similarly 5g and the opioid and the gmo
the conspiracy theorist/fake news name-calling losing potency
the hundredth monkey going plenty rogue neath the echoing pleasure dome..

meanwhile..
in the deep Intel caverns stood a half-man oracle
he was grown in a special vat of flame-lit shadows
the thick goo fluids oozed behind his eyes
he enjoyed the children supplied..

simple he said with a wave of his gloved hand
we must develop an a.i vaccine
that targets and destroys such wayward thought processes
before they have a chance to develop bed-in and metastasise
in other words a vaccine for all vaccines
in other words inoculation to fight what we shall soon name vaccine hate-crime..

firstly though we must very carefully set the ground
let us roll out a few tamed killer viruses
create the carefully choreographed demand for compulsion

then after some telegraphed reflection 

we will very reluctantly agree to make law..
we will crisis-act the usual enchanting rhetoric so
“it is all about the balance the balance the balance..
      ..correlation is not causation..
            ..unfounded cynicism is a terrible thing..”
order through chaos with the help of a few useful idiot celebrities..

he went on..
as this is an advanced formula
we can reprogram and re-purpose remotely many times
similarly deploy such nano-tech in smart dust and psychotronics
..and there is still too much food in their plastic..

Planets Earth

lip read the cloud shapes morphing
falling words italicised might dance on eyes
blow on the sun for a coronal ejection
watch whiplash fused curves circle..

as trees enfold the moonlit branches
ghosts melt through the grass to slumber
when a long ago lover is far
spinning the heavens..

shed a tear-blown-kiss wrapped in ribbons
every planet earth a pavement
a blade of grass a galaxy a nursery
a broken heart a minute by minute eternity..

a hazy ruby rises on a lunar plane dissolve
what songs do moon mermaids sing
scorched woodlands would lift the ground
a pillar of cloud uprooted dragons climb..

planet earth planets earth
a builder a mystic a bulldozer a fake cure
moths enchanted trace the religion of bullet fire
gilded streets orbit debt slavery gold..

as playful unique fish glow by fukushima
almost as dangerous as carbon dioxide
a.i gods do not give me grace
for you only seem to own this rent asunder estate..

Favourite Headache

poetry is..
in the space
my favourite headache
the empty side of the page..

where the dark night flecks its gold
where trees die for recyclable pamphlets
where performance preachers project and spurn
where parallel earths playfully entangle..

where verily truth lies
where the tarot reads the diviner
where the flowing reflections crystallise..

Pound Store Mystery

a fibre optic flower a radiating blue porcupine 
the midnight hour plus a few
the office lights off crackling cool
the moths pray
the last clock-watcher gone eyes parched bones
the fibre optic blooms flourish tiny dots
the blackness unity a meeting
the office blinds charcoal slats
the ceiling thrums like a native ghost meditating
the indoor plants photosynthesise strung out energy beings
an art film scene dissolves to a phantom diner..

drinkers hydrate their urine
vaccinate the mercury
nodding dogs walk the whirling wall barking trees wither..

rearranged images wolf-whistle beer mats
tattoos naval gaze wasteland memories
a wreath orinoco a fled fleet love
snowflake origami..

a lime light flashes
a printer erupts
genuflected documents salute the clicks and shudders
a mouse scurries
the printer snare-drums the hushed silence audible..

off a ringing phone hangs a disembody
an added value pound store mystery
a lonely child
or a suspicious spouse tilting at axes
..hello...are you there...are you..
so where are you then..well i am here..
     so please pick up..
       ..have something to say..
                   hello......oh..
an echo peels inside threading through an echo
sounds the same fast forward on rewind..

the office reception fish tank bubbles
a coral reef fresco minus plastics
the soundtrack outside whispers yes via tyres on rain
yhesshh...yhsssshh........yesss..ssshh..
.....yeeehhh….ssshhh..ssss..

recycled air hums as flies humidify glass
a spider tickles a swivel chair moonlit
motes of zero-gravity dust spiral pop and bang
the office safe locked
the biscuit tin verily protected..

meanwhile..
in a hotel bed the wafer thief is weeping
consoled by the wife of the snack detective
a logging watchman underneath the sofa stream
a sliver of a being
a palimpsest of 2d flickering by the plasma tv..

propellers rotate on roofs of office blocks
fanning the stars sailing the oblong rocks
the sky steers the cityscape
as the stirred asleep fall..
                                                awake..