I Pledge Correctly (Hark! The Transhumanist Anthem)

and as i go forward in reverse gear
empowered i righteously rail against wrong-thinkers
and as the grip tightens
uniparty
i pledge my all to serve the mighty godless bloodline..

i pledge allegiance to our depleted uranium weapons exporters
i pledge allegiance to collateral damage bloodsport though not plastic bags and straws
i pledge allegiance to state propagadists flexing their pecs
i pledge allegiance to fellow brainwashed pets and our loving vets..

i pledge allegiance to mainstream scripted-head pissants
i pledge allegiance to the late prince phil reincarnating as a human-destroying virus
i pledge allegiance to our soul-grinding altruistic entertainers
i pledge allegiance to our big pharma benefactors and who syringes..

i pledge allegiance to the civilising rules-based order
i pledge allegiance to all the stenographers without borders
i pledge allegiance to all the right-thinking informers and sensors and gaslighters
i pledge allegiance to the military-mafia complex gangsters protecting ourselves from us..

i pledge to consume all the steroids and syrups and injectibles in our food
i pledge to flouridating and calcifying my pineal gland too
i pledge to believe the tricksters and all their false flags and hoaxes
i pledge to be a fully-integrated smart city appliance for my overlord stakeholders..

i pledge to be chipped and to be a gladly integrated servant of the a-eye
i pledge to be its total-footaball zombie to be kicked around and enjoyed
i pledge to not be concerned as endless coincidences roll out in incremental stages
i pledge that my very transhumanist being can be copyrighted refreshed and erased..

and so i go forward in reverse gear
empowered i righteously rail against wrong-thinkers
and as the grip tightens
uniparty
i pledge my all to serve the mighty godless bloodline..
and the a-eye..

Compress

 

on the backwards march
through backwards-time drags me
flash-frozen memories
they rise as phantoms melt
their liminal loop-de-loop immortality
with supernatural vitality reanimate..

with the backwards-time serried
with searing flasback threads
the morphing character studies
this stray dog tracks the haunting ghosts
as i tend the weeds so gently
my presence ripples afterimages gazing..

on flooding floors i march
i feel for triggers and tripwires
camouflaged somewhere in the marshes
reminiscences of imagined belonging
bathed by shards of light and warmth
against the pounding darkness
a play of sharp relief..

Senseless Sensibility

 
i hate your writings
i hate your host
i hate your readers
i hate your photos
i hate your mind
i hate your kind
you have violated my very own personal community guidelines..

i randomly flag up your scribblings just for fun
i will spam your platform moderators until they finally succumb
i shall crater you invisible so justifiable are my concerns
you make my much fine-tuned mind boil and burn..

who on earth do you think you are
i am monitoring you covertly from near and afar
you have no idea what i can do to you
i have friends in high places unlike guess who..

i wish to slay your very so-so artistic muse
i dream of squirting your eyes shut with industrial glue
if that sounds a tad extreme you have pushed me to this
your sensibilities so vex me why are you attacking all my feelings..

so i have nothing more to share with you
except your views utterly disgust me through and through
and though i have stated this to you many times before
next week and next month and next year i shall missive you some more
for civilised liberal society needs saving from crazies like you
and please do not dare reply me
though being the selfish scumbag you are you never do..

oh
and by the way and before i sign off
please know that i am absolutely sure no-one reads your multi-talentless guff
you are seriously deluded if you think you will ever be recognised
wow my god how entitled you are
you seriously
seriously 
seriously
should get a life..

Roadside Attraction

 
roadside attraction
a snowy windmill of propelling fists
thud their one-two and one-one hammers
down on stoic industrial shatter-proof plastic..

ten or so seconds later
though he side-swipes himself in the process
he successfullly splits open a panel of the bus shelter
a cartoon crack ripples down the screen
and quite astonished he looks at his achievement
he roars with laughter..

he shouts i did this
he waves and invites passers-by
look at that
i mean seriously..
look at that..meticulous..meticulous execution
admire the detail please..please..

then he picks up his bottle of vodka
and as he quaffs a few more heroic gulps
he stumbles backward onto the road
raises his finger and closes an eye
he gains a wider artistic perspective on his creation
yes..yes..indeed..i have to say..

a car honks
he bows down and shouts i thank you i thank you
no after you..
please no after you..
and the inebriated traffic warden with a generous sweep of the arm
waves the traffic on
cars tentatively curve
some have their hazard lights on..

then he twirls and tumbles back to the bus shelter
after he notices a full-framed ad displayed inside its side panel
a model smokes her enigmatic mona lisa-like smile
while she holds up a bottle of perfume..

he leans down in an attempt to sniff 
his nose presses right up against the fake glass screen
ah that is lovely
that is truly delightful young lady
you smell so sophisticated
you smell of..france..proper france..
your neck your wrists..all of them
smell of france..
i get nutmeg
and is that a cheeky hint of..tartaria..

no matter
you smell of..france..and paris
you are as cute as a dolphin
you are as cute as a..
a dolphin..in the rain..

oh..is it raining..never realised it is raining
oh thanks for letting me..
you are such a darling..

so i must bid you farewell young lady..
needs must
you know how it is
but do not cry my lovely
you know i have to go
you know i will never cheat on you my dear..

and as he blows her a kiss
he presses his right hand over his heart
as god is my witness..

and with that and on his way
the limpid saturday dawn wavers
all aswirly inside his merry-go-round
and all while somewhere up there
somewhere over that rainbow
the airy smiling baudelaire somersaults..

Nice Weather For Judges

hyper vigilant
racing adrenalline freezes and folds
utterly exhausting..

numbed
self preservation
safe within the isolating climate..

dilated eyes
cortisol
tremors..no restful sleep..

a world of hurt with its many burning moons
memory gaps and flashes
distorted timeline..from far away back when..

nightmares live the dream
regenerate reincarnate
recapitulate and overlay all the action replays..

the medications
boil to a simmer
the strain lessens..for a while..

then back with a bang the silent shame choir
the secrets kept
the kindness of the blanketed slashed canvas..

her final act
also one of self preservation
the last way..

it was then to the earthly judges
for their post-match proclamations
holding forth under the glinting glorious sunshine shade..

Strange Familiars

 

now over two years on
and all by himself in the car
still he wears that mask..

feeding the ducks in the park
even though she is all by herself
still she wears that mask..

and sat in the nearby outside cafe
two members of a family
still vape those graphene masks..

their baby and dog stare up bewildered and confused
but to the two masked familiar strangers who peek-a-boo
the baby and dog seem to be cognitively challenged..

gently as the trees sway
and rustle a rattlesnake conversation with falling hourglass sand
a barefaced golf player panicked breathes from his asthma inhaler
as he traipses searching for his dropped mask-exemption badge..

Two Conscripts

 

though he knew his comrade had fallen
he continued to wrap bandages around his head
though he knew his comrade had fallen..

To The Wider Nowhere

it seems like they are dwindling
more straggly the shedding throngs seem to be
the surviving elderly infantry that funnel themselves inside the supermarkets 
the most committed of whom often hold silent arguments with price labels
strained arguments pleading arguments
resigned arguments that the blowing synthetic baked-bread air
wishes away to the wider nowhere..

many for the price of none gratis
such one-sided debates echo
around and within these hollowed-out immersive installation-art showrooms
the weimar kingdom catharsis all the bat sonar signals crazy golf
though we are told that last year we avoided even a shallow technical recession
and this financial year we will also avoid another
good news on good news
so why all this angst..

marching through himself in glitching freeze frames
stepping off the bus he walks to the electronic front doors
the same lady who is always there
and always perched on her plastic stool outside selling her magazine..
he respectfully nods at her
she warmly smiles at him
then he circumnavigates more pressing concerns
as he stiltedly walks beside himself inside..

as the glass doors swish shut behind him
and the speaker system blares out loops of the endless
all their shrill notices and slogans amped
he feels like he is drowning
he is hearing everything underwater
his already trenched mind drowns stuffed more with mud
as he becomes utterly locked and blocked inside himself..

so how many decades has he been shopping at this supermarket
do the cameras now even pay him any mind
zoom..click..nah..
and he feels like sobbing again with the dull shock of it all
for everything that he once believed in it seems has come to this..
being responsible
careful budgeting
deferred gratification
knowing the difference between right and wrong 
and living by good values and good deeds..
much of that just trampled on
and so cruelly so mundanely so anonymously
and so easily peeled back like a cheap plastic sheet of imitation oak veneer
that it is not
in this weimar kingdom money just cannot stretch that far now
thus in the deep subterranean catacombs
now party hard the gilded termites to the sky
to the sky..

so here we are
so here we are
he has fifteen pounds but he needs at least twenty
he takes a basket for the items he can pay for
he has a small unobtrusive plastic bag for the rest
he trembles along the aisles with his essential items list
a few items that are asterisked are the ones he will try to..

triggered when he hears the exit door alarming
he straightens up like a switched on toy doll
its shrill trilling pulls him up so..

a tunnel-visioned woman is stopped in mid-gallop
she is quickly pulled aside
she is asked to open her bag
she puts up a faux animated protest almost for the sake of it
she is offered options for the choice..

he reminds himself that he has already done this exercise once before
the last time was his first time and less than a fortnight ago..

that time he synced his escape with a gaggle of slowly exiting teenagers
and when the alarms sirened that time
he was let through without the second glance
once outside he gingerly step-ran
though relieved about the successful execution of the plan
it still took a while for his ticker to slow down
but how many times can he get away with that
and he felt bad for those teenagers
and while reflecting he found himself
having to choke back sobs on that bus ride home..

he still feels stark shame about that 
he stands stock-still in the aisle
he stares down again at his essential items list
he glances to the exit door assessing
he is frozen in the aisle stock-still
he asks himself whether he is able to steel himself
steel himself to do it again
those essential items asterisked
one more time
one more time..

Once Before An Unbroken Time..

 
though one swallow may not make a summer
and one bloom of bluebells a spring..

even the silvering moonlight streams are sunning
as the real new year is ushered in with spring
for living nature knows this cycle by day and night
as did we once before an unbroken time..

on the lit warm cheeks and lips
heads swim up like sunflowers
that gently revivifying kiss recharges and renews and heals
for nurtured life rejuvinates and transforms with itself everything
this the great artists once tenderly knew and unashamedly celebrated..

with stretching dusk the peachened pear tops the vast peacock sheen
as passing strangers connect with eyes less stern more kindly
telepathic excursions sip deeper possibilities
the enlivened senses simmer on the flourishing scents
revelveted the ribboned fields sway emerald multi-coloured swatches
all this and more the natural new year the spring presents..

Armageddon Peace Prize

and how did you feel as you watched
when he was gifted the most rapturous house of commons standing ovation
this t-shirted combat-jeaned nato expansionist minion
for his live-link-delivered darkly-rattled word-salad address snorted
despite reservations did you ask yourself
is this what the fourth reich looks like..

and as our puppeteered leaders and micromanaged newspeakers
proudly provide cover for the azov battalion nazis
now rebranded the staunchest defenders of the rules-based order
and whatever that is supposed to mean you better believe..
yes that searing question might have crossed your startled mind
is this what the fourth reich reads like..

like neocon victoria nuland all pent-up to almost orgasm
while pondering the successful blowing up of nord stream
momentarily confounding the german atlanticists
apparently still suffering from a severe bout of stockholm syndrome
even as their people freeze..
a sad and tragic case for many decades suffered
berlin immediately respond by sending tanks to where..
again..

nordsteam
now consigned as a memory-holed mystery
a mystery only for presstitutes
presstitutes paying closer attention to the existential threat of balloons.

so more ten percents guaranteed for the big guy
so why not blow up zaporizhzhia nuclear plant with himars missiles
what could go wrong
is this what the fourth reich would like
for everything to go wrong
russians ukranians all europeans all as expendable
as those annhialated in the middle east or asia or north africa..
 
so as the appointed cocaine-snorting formerly celebrated penis-pianist 
and his installed gangster regime
now openly kidnap and march the press-ganged older and disabled men
ukranian men
down the most tragic primrose path
dragging them away from their homes to die
as their grandchildren look on terrified
all while the western commentariat strictly maintain their vows of silence
weaponised packets of silence intelligence equipped
you might ask yourself
is this ligatured silence what the fourth reich sounds like..

meanwhile
a murmuration of snake heads
in their windmill-powered private jets landed at davos
they slithered down red carpets
for the world economic forum cabal
hissing into their wine
chortling at globalist deniers
all while preparing for the next drill to go live..

for those basketcases for blofeld
gamed another upcoming event
this time it is to be a surprise blackout
the two after event 201..
for when the web will be..
hacked and taken down by rogue state actors..
with all the merchandise..

so another tabletop exercise that coincidenatlly might go live
so it would be wise to put some cash aside
one more for the seasoned covidians to bang saucepans for
canned by candlelight this time..
more..more..
the sense of belonging infanticised and made so asinine
the dimmer-lit invented rituals to solder the already infatuated melted mind..

and one more time for the city of london
for are they not esteemed experts at world wars
is this what the fourth reich would like
is this whom the fourth reich is for..

whatever flags we see proudly raised outside city halls
it might be wise to perceive them as analogs
analogs for the the skull and crossbones and swastika
exported tanks repainted again now display such potent insignia
another data point never screened on teevee
such absences embed the viewer with facts of make-believe..

first as tragedy only for more
a world where delivered information is inverted then diced
for state social media platforms to upload then thumbs up and like
is this the banality of the fourth reich..

last summer at the glastonbury festival
the young people also cheered for the beamed-in volodymyr
he smirked and twitched by the pyramid stage 
by various stripes the swaying graduates were so effortlessly raised
what perfect scholars to parrot for the succinctly redacted tomorrow
no spiked minsks
no panama papers
no eccentric deals
his mansions in many kingdoms hide
dumped after his people destroyed
he should for nato be awarded the nobel peace prize..

yes perhaps this is the fourth reich
for the usual suspects dress-down sieg heils not strictly required..

Gladly, Thay Provide The Lorn With Such Aquarian Tangibles

the practice nurse sighed..
oh her..yes her..
well if you ask me
she is a complete waste of time..

do not compromise
she tries to grab any opportunity
any opportunity for an appointment
like clockwork she appears here
here every couple of months or so
almost without fail..

she acts
acts
acts as if she really
and i underline really
really needs urgent physical attention
like she really needs a consultation here physically
and not online..
but she does not seems to apprehend or empathise..

as we know though
genuine attention means
means needs attention..as opposed to just wants..
and i also underline needs here
and we must be able to tell the difference
because once we let her through
let her through just once then that is it..

well yes now i can tell
tell that all she really needs is..
..someone to..

......


but that really is it
that really is it..

the practice nurse glanced
then carried on
and she is only one
only one of a whole straggly battalion
they float over here like shy simpering swans
projecting
so entitled
like a royal..

and yes okay..
though i see she is obviously a little lonely and lost and blah
and we all need a hug
but so sorry...we all have to get over that..
all of us..
if she wants my advice..
but she never wants to ... with me..

and are we not in a near depression
a real depression..
is it not tangible
we have been told we must very seriously prioritise now
now more than ever
sadly..

this seems to be like a hobby to her
to her it has become like a thing to do
and we must not enable her..

we must not be..
oh that word oh what is that word now oh..
yes..complicit..
we must not be complicit..

i think she gets it now
because last time i really hinted
subtly nudged her
that she needs to..

..


to do something do something..

i wonder should she try for a place in a day-release psychy..
what i mean is..
oh i know you know what i mean..
if she just cuts herself..just enough..nothing silly..
if she cuts herself down the arm
down
more convincing
she might get lucky..
problem is she is not yet that suicidal..
that normally i would say is a good thing but..
it is sad..

no i never offered that suggestion out loud to her for goodness sake
what do you think i am..
what are you trying to make sound like..
and i would get the sack..
the practice nurse vigorously shook her head no
no of course i would never say that to her
we are only talking shop here
this is between us..

and to be fair
before she was encouraged to leave
i did offer her some biscuits and tea last time
and all while doing the slow bobbing head i know i know thing..

though she never said thanks i am okay with that
we have to develop thick skin
not take things like that personally
i get it
and i get why security always allow her in
they are not doctors..

...

the practice nurse looked up
then she..
then she looked away and down..

then as she turned to walk to the empty staff room
her eyes seemed to mist..
a click was heard after she gently closed the door right behind her..

a few minutes later she was heard softly weeping..
to herself..
it was her tea break..

Selected Rainbow Delayed?

 

selected rainbow delayed
so dapple that timeline
blow a retuning kiss
brushstroke certain fine strings
reverberate scintillate fuse-with thrum
reharmonise feel your angel sigh..

selected rainbow delayed
silver darkened for the bottle-green
grasping at a distant cosmos near
so spin again the sharpened twig
be the cosmogryal whirlpool and be
lift emanant sliver lift..

selected rainbow delayed
ripple in the field of oneness yet
oyster yarn nacre to pearl
cracked matrix bewitch
you the tower of stars made make limpid
pouring ideas to animate and witness..

selected rainbow delayed
lost in words then try the wordless
particle is wave is..and what is
curve the linear light-you so driven
time-flit the mysterious wellspring sheer
wonder on more than the dust down wish..