Thursday, 2 October 2025

Here There Where

 
projected from a celestial pottery wheel
a moonbeam luminesce your bare skin
you breathe and exhale
gently and slowly
the satin porcelain
lit as one bathes the night
the dark velvet air white chalcedony..

suspends grains of the moment
i bare witness where am i
limpid time quivers..

though you are taken somewhere
limitlessness constrains
i am taken here..

the shadow follows the moonbeam
its sound your air
the incantation without
how can this be understood shared..



Tuesday, 23 September 2025

The Privilege Matrix For Everyone! (Exploding Spleens Are Ideal)

 

for those of you who wish for more infantile division
for those who have speared ears to cloth
do you gag for ever more purple mist
purple mist infallible to descend over you
choking and cloaking you wretchedly upended
yes of course
of course..


yes please
more for more
 i hear you cry
my consciousness has not been lowered nearly enough
not even close
please pile on the hate and fear-misdirection even more
i love it
give it to me
give it to me
infantilise me
point me to more
may i colonically quaff ever more cortisol beer
spiritual retardation is power
exploding spleens are ideal..


okay okay i hear you..
bend over
let me help you
that is what i am here for
so lap this up..

so you feel enraged
enraged at the disproportionate percentage of minorities

whoring themselves
for all manner of appalling products and lobotomised ents
yes
and so you should..


horrendous holidays flogged by mixed race couples
overpriced toys bashed by functional tots of melanin hue
tattooed men of hoods celebrated
delivering white goods to fey blonde ladies

wimmin advertising cars the cost of a second mortgage
intersex poodles walking lonely lamp posts daintily
disgustipating
i could go on and on
and on and on and on
boycott them all until they
recognise..

so i agree with you and feel your righteous pain
what the heck is going on here
and this has been going on for years
please be very horrified
furious
enraged
cheated
many clearly are..

if you belong to the white cohort
it is like you have ceased to exist
are you completely speechless
do you feel  trolled and gas-lit and goaded
goaded by such brazenly paraded present absences..


quite right you are
and liberals
never forget the glory days
not so long ago
it was mostly the pearly complexioned who enjoyed

that privilege
so what went wrong
ensnared minds need to know..

oh look look..another minority
and another one
and another one..
always on the teevee
where there iz no longer me-people..

oh and look..look another woman
and another one
and another one
this is racism and misandry all rolled into one

oh i cannot wait for the fierce backlash
enough is enough
this distortion is even paraded on ancient aliens
please
have you watched ancient aliens recently
look at the newer presenters
look at the ee-tees now..


well i am categorised being of sorry indian ethnicity
and if i were living in america
i would be categorised as a h-1b post-rock poet
a h-1b post-rock poet stealing all your poems
but do not worry
for i live in off-piste europe
and steal post-rock poems there only..

so i agree with you
i too feel thoroughly disgustipated for you all
and disgustipated on your behalf
not pompous of me at all
disgustipated on behalf
on behalf of all fair populations everywhere
yes this is exactly what you need right now
you may thank me later..


enough is enough
enough is enough
say it again
say it a thousand times
get in touch with your inner rage
white human beings especially male
are being thoroughly deleted
and pseudo shadow banned
hardly seen even advertising entry-level lawnmowers
or steroid-packed gmo burgers
it is almost like a less acceptable form of genocide..

enough is enough
and if nothing changes then what does all this mean..
civil war
civil war..
of course
nothing else for it
that will solve absolutely everything
yes it will..


so white populations
do not despair
the tide will turn soon
common sense will again prevail
and you will be empowered once again
the privileged prime chauffeur of the backseat driver
just like the good old times of yore
you will once again see more of your own kind
brandishing all manner of tat
and acting in brain-dreck hollyweird pap once again
the value of your existence will be so acknowledged
enriched with easily foraged mind-porridge
for you are not a sovereign soul
you are the rent-free ouroboros
and thank goodness you know it..

representation
empowerment
fortification
beyond dead food
addictive medicine
payday loans
tampons for men in touch with themselves
soft drinks obesity and diabetes
predictive programming
eddy bernays
yes and yes and yes and yes..

rest assured
even after the old equilibrium reigns once again
your addictive anger need not subside
for you will realise the insidious psycho-strategic trap
laid with enticing bait recursive
for once again
once again
you will notice
overwhelmingly it will be the fair ones unfairly targeted
for the profit and privilege of the divide-and-conquer man
cheating you of your time and resources
as the interminable circle goes round to default position..


and people of other persuasions
including my own
can protest too much again
about so-called under-representation
in all the horrendous domains of advertising
of entertainment

happy days
happy days
almost all so ensconced in this cocooning hellish realm..


so let us all stay enraged together divided
bait and choke ourselves with rabid froth
endless blessings from yaldabaoth
thank you for your attention to this matter
it is so so important..


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aiMLJAZajxg





Saturday, 13 September 2025

The Hoax-Haiku Hate-Origami Disempower-Shower

 
fake shootings/ stabbings
the hate-matrix loosh binge-fest
the swirling plughole..

energy vampires trigger
hegelian victimhood
hate-origami..

pick-a-side ear worms
consciousness ever lowers
controllers in flow..

next week more of this
luxuriate in the flames
a.i. blood and gore..

titian talmudist
surviving hoax assassin
ghosts the epstein files..

enervate doomscroll
war clowns mind-hack manifest
their buttery black..





Tuesday, 9 September 2025

Source-Ultra Candidate

 

mysteriously gifted military-grade hearing aids
he began to hear insinuating voices inside his brain
mysteriously gifted military-grade hearing aids
his began to receive insistent faux-telepathic instructions
voice-to-skull
remote controlled
the origin to this receiver unknown..

despite this
other relayed guidance were the ones he quietly followed
running interference the gentlest whisper
the parallel stream of unwavering consciousness
filled him with primordial trust so beautiful so truthful..

thus newly commissioned..
he climbed to the top of that tower
on that mission
the silence filling the distance and sound
firm on the lightness of such groundless ground
nothing and no-one could stop him now
ready to pull back the tarpaulin
his most secret cache
hidden so high and ready to fall on the mass..

the manchurian mass shooter so reassigned
from hired to higher mind ascending revified realised
the genuine manifesto of let live and love
the fake telepaths absurd orders drowned lost murmurs
mere mindless babble beneath the source as verb
the source as verb..


so up that tower he climbed
climbed right up to the top
he would have the clearest view
crowds of unsuspecting people passed by below..

a moment of reflection and silence
then he opened his backpack
peeled back the cover
reached inside..
his handlers looked on from a boardroom
with anticipation licked their lips and smirked vile..

then he pulled out his scope
and through the viewfinder
he focused his aim
then..

the pedestrians
he laid them down
he laid them down..


..floated glided landed rained
a glorious cascade of scented colours
bunches and bouquets of flowers
there and there landed the most magnificent transient garden..

astonished people delighted raised their eyes..
the crisis actors could only fiddle with their vials
the self-proclaimed fact-checkers bemused stood by
the stenographers back in the studios waited for their cues..

breaking news..
no breaking news..

 
companion poems:

1. Team Lone Gunman
2. Her Saturn Return Bleeds The Noir Of Noir
3. Space Industry Of Source

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Sunday, 24 August 2025

Nail Your Aura For Subprime Nirvana

 

highly disruptive technologies
introduce..

crackdown..
crackdown on civil space..
digital activities
surveil..

anti-establishment populism
framed and funded
engineer the feeling of..
feeling left behind..

and teeth grinders have at it
while the gilded float and giggle and glide
from murky gated glades on high..

nationalism/ nativism verses newer identarianism
atheism/ materialism verses organised religion verses..
my-way highway verses your-way highway..
intensify fear-based sentiments
all those isms pardon my scepticism..
we can all lay claim to be the real victims
all amid the breakdown of social protection systems..

nurture discord
wrong-think and group-think
maintain anguish
complete
continual
sprinkle ritual..

deception-shape simple synoptic
the influx swarms
proclamations rouse
refine the signal
pre-echo-encode
hyperstition tantalise and buttress
overt and shadowed
summon..

press play for unreal..
traverse jumbled worlds tightly woven
clip your wings
pray for rescue and revenge and redemption
the glow-worm cathedral subprime offer remains open
there are only limited places available in heaven..


Tuesday, 5 August 2025

The So-Called Talent..

 

...so called
loudly they sniff
and ardently snort at their fructified functionary selves
the welcome party tap-dances treacle
a suffocating crateful of thawing life-frozen prawn
smarting in twanged air the full course deliquescing..

chauffeur-delivered into the parking maw
the roped-off motorcade rumbles to silence marinates
near away from the piss-poor doors
the reluctant hyper-aware bobbing paladins half obscure.

the so-called talent so
called
gales of open arms welcome him broken egg whisks
smog fantasy-fangled
rear up to phantom attack imagined lobster pincers with cuff links..

he is sat handsomely clad in elegant italian linens
he flows it
their open hands bare knuckles paper
whip-up the spray-washed chemical-soiled asphalt
the heavy carriage doors unfling satisfyingly low thuds open..

a few bat-wing beats..
plastic surgery laughter humps air like gravity fake breasts
outline scissor-and-stone handshakes
the talent with the added appellation so-called seems okay
polite and professional actually quite warm and friendly
but you know
you never now with these people
you know what they say..
                                                  ..uh..oh yeah..

the man tenderly slain with so-called and talent
an hour or so later
leaves the building
all done and dusted without any fuss
they heave a huge pregnant sigh of relief
he airily waves goodbye
but only after chatting for a few minutes..

lose themselves
on the coattails of the vapour trail catwalk
bitter dream envy whimsy
heavy cost
who is lost inside whose bubble
gently as he gazes out the slow-moving window
they stare back at themselves ineluctably sliding stage left..


 

Sunday, 27 July 2025

The Tangling Machine


hate influencer/ anti-hate hate influencer
bang-bang
hello inverted synergistic yin-yang
negative energy harnessed propagated
full-spectrum gouge-empowerment celebrated..

the dimmer switch arcs from doubtless to loudest
there contrived dualities conquer and colonise
gild the fog
fallacies entice the scripted barren scribes
cookie-cutter divisions conjure adjacent
oracular abracadabras chalk-line contortionists
zap/ zap back
tick and tick tick-tock..

pearl-clutching hate as virtue
siphoned humans husbanded through chutes just so
ever simply almost miraculously
for the who knows
who wields the pendulum
who stirs the vortex
who swirls seduced swine down the plughole..

phantom polarities magnetise proximate
black holes spin and strobe magnetar light
ignite the moths the mice

same ads for the throughput divided
subscribe thumbs-up like and share
share the hate/ anti-hate hate
frames of reference laid down
fray small to smallest
keep it simple-minded
taste the alphabet spit sonnets
fear-driven enraged content gladdens the sirs and madams
cordially invited to take handstands in prefabricated sinking sands..

feel those abs
more ads
ass-backward prophets point fervently
concern-troll the maddened fraternities backfiring
never questioning what and who undergirds the pyramid
the capstone hidden beneath
tenderly polished by the uninterrupted undersea river serpentine..


algo-recommended parallel proclamations provocations
impel scorpionic mindlessness
the zen of the recreational slayer
distorted reflections reverberate the foamed echo chambers..

safe spaces for liminal face palms
the sightless reared lick
pluck their inner eyelids closed-open
pissants distort themselves grotesquely livid lurid..

dragooned keyboard pixel-breathing dragons
communitarian commode commandos
do not forget to subscribe
leave a comment below

defenestrate
defenestrate the teething twenty-first century way
thumbs up and like and share
more ads burgeon the bludgeoning lucked-out
high on supplied despair..

shrieking self-flatterers-in-chiefs
lords and ladies of narrow shrill fiefdoms
arrows boomerang the churn
hunt taunt hurt haunt
one so-called community on another mocked
triggered/ triggered
the tethered flail mesmerised
tick and tick again
monetised
same ads for..
you know..

lassoed chariouteers race the circus circuits
all the unrealised selves turn on fixed random targets
never make eye contact with the innermost
out of alignment
right over the misdirected
lock-on
and bullseye for the blinded
egregores lance in the deadly dance of mirages..

the summoned cloaked in dead air on stilts
eyes and ears hyper-weary smoke
wailing fingertips tarantulas
puce rage slimes through a million keyboards
the streaming sun kisses revenue collectors
lustrous maggots bathe on faraway beaches
but of course
for maggots ripe peaches..

the haters and anti-hate haters
feed and feel themselves into the tangling machine
feel the burn of lathered mildew
honey-glazing fattened stick-men and women

the marionettes effortlessly lure revenue
vast oceans alchemise the lava spew..

pursued crumbs scatter down on cage fighters
job done
thumbs-up the correlated controlled platforms
what could go wrong
everything and nothing
so on and on the dynamo spins and spins
quite the early twenty-first century thing..



Sunday, 13 July 2025

And This Poem Is Entitled Thusly: Todger Man


deep-fried dragon-snot-harpooner snake oil-tousled moonman

prescient aluminium prickster/ brainwave worm-food canner
mercury sauce gnashing grifter tactical conniption gobby bolognaiser
lecherous legs spread summoner/ knobbly knees gargoyle garnish
deeper history never on wiki/ murky hints tipper/ talent misnomer
todger man..

ego-diseased sensualist smug rutting anti-venusian serialist
blathering baleful zombie lecherous swirling swine trinket
sonic punching air-thief friar globular skeletal pulveriser olympian
boot polished shockwave floor-scrubbed-sincerity/ toupee weed thickets 
rictus-hissing dead trout komodo tongue alarmist/ concern troll regal sneer
todger man..

tadpole squirter fangled romantasy dracula
thong selfie fondler hatched liquefaction-factor charisma
loquacious cabbage baby father father father cruel subbuteo
sinking sand eel pound manboob mange-manga
philistine rhyme necromancer splodged nero wink-winker
todger man..

the meanest astrologicals evidenced squared exact
lodged todger babel towers tumble nimble vacuum-packed
blowhard bonus track/ easter egg melody-murder/ bung-empty
maggots tan easily neath the black sun/ arid muffin ear-sushi anyone
blowfish tentacles cable cabals circuitous/ the smoke-bomb-fed aeon
todger man..

timbered todger tulpa/ look a squirrel/ another victory by degree
gobby splutterer moon-june grimoire piss poor lyricist/ a grammy
remember zelensky on piano almost that marvelously talented
narcissistic irradiated subterfuge onanist centrifuge bugler deliquescent
dredged devil horns granny-farm hobbit kinky crotchety auberginer
todger man..

todger man
todger man
todger man..

new tour to delay-second-mime/ private jet green on green-screen
press launch minatory phantasm absent artistry-privileged
bombast fully present/ shellac gold in the gate fold mp3
crushed spirit/ sold soul/ wrong turn on the tangled crossroads 
arrested development engineered optimised sub-optimal
todger man..

desiccated peeling tree bark bollocks ping-pong preening fleas bang
paint-flecked turpentine-streaked wrinkled/ corporate bee trickster
maestro matador tiddler/ spook baby tattoo torso treacle gargler
sap-poisoned gurning groin-blimp dabbler/ vacs-voodoo sanitiser
verdant venus flies trapper/ dreck-causes magnetiser/ misdirector
todger man..

todger man
todger man
todger man
sing it with me..

fabulous generic chorus..

todger man..
limited edition gatekeeper
all genres all ethnicities all territories all the world
todger man..

todger man
todger man
todger man
sing it with me
todger man..


Tuesday, 1 July 2025

The Haiku Song


the act of searching
the seeker marks  the absence
vultures discover..

the seeker travels
over here there everywhere
yearning and hurting..

the seeker breathes in
out and in and uncovers
the never missing..

the divine within
the creator in action
the connection..

the seeker lets go
learns to trust in the process
miracles appear..





Sunday, 22 June 2025

Abattoir Aid


in a particular bomb-bronzed area
one we need not mention by name
within the territory without a country
not so anciently slain..

the unfettered policy
     exile and abandon them
           condemn and contain them
                   dehumanise and slay them
                           disease and distress them
                                        burn and starve them..

and then..and then..
then sponsor and direct the repurposed aid-giving
via so-called emergency aid centres
absolutely nothing shady to see here
nothing in all its grotesque verdant splendour..


the garish-coloured presence
the helping fist camouflaged in the velvet of high-viz
the bleeding hearts replaced
safely decapitated

summarily despatched for pleasure
at leisure

amounting to a zero
a zero less than a decaying world full of uh whatever..

powdered soup
stale bread loaves
and melting water bottles
all the music..
corral waves of desperate and beleaguered easy targets deceived..

the benighted
emaciated dehydrated and ragged
swarm under the punishing pummelling swelter
raised waving hands of crushed bodies wilt
outside these emergency aid centres

a few freebies are lazily flung at them
like they do at corporate entertainment events
good for the teevee
drip-drip compassion-smoothies for the soon-to-be attrited
redacted at warp speed..


to the screams
ratatat shots ring out and echo and reverberate

as video-game marksmen shoot them down
fish slain in an imploding barrel
the shocked and bleeding collapse and concertina
carrion with nowhere to go
marooned within their open prison bestrewn with skeleton bones
ratatatatat..ratatatat..

hunger games
without a hint of the sexy
abattoir aid
prophecy-made
the déjà vu of stacked deception the recursive ritual
binoculars blinded deckchairs included..


and by dozens each and every day
the starving numbers lessen
by dozens a day
efficient
cost effective
no body bags required
the dead here often dress super-casual..


abattoir aid
long-life bullets etched with the unnamed
as they pass the finishing line of their use-by date
unannounced..

and the collective kiss of fate
will only count as a sliver of a statistical point of data

anyone melts into everyone
a whole one of  minus no-one

since many decades long gone
abattoir aid..


Saturday, 21 June 2025

A Couple of New Gadgets/Widgets


Yes, I have added a couple more to this site - a contact form and follower button.

If you encounter any problems with either, please let me know. In the dim and distant past, I removed the follower button after experiencing a few issues with its functionality. Let's try again. Followers should be automatically informed when a new poem is uploaded; some might find that feature useful.

And, thanks again to the growing army of regular visitors who already have this destination bookmarked.

I'm still not monetising my works. Corporate advertisers must be weeping, I bet!

Performance poetry organisers - no need to contact me as I don't  have the time - or inclination, at least presently, to perform live readings.

Again, many thanks to each and every one of you for being a part of this - and for spreading the word far and wide. You're incredible!

Cheers muchly!


Sunday, 8 June 2025

Insect Heretics Of Dune Eurovision

 

annhialation strikethrough
extermination strikethrough
redefine re-frame
revalue and redeem
so let us call all this
all this necessary unpleasantness
let us call all this..hark..de-escalation
honourable compelling sustainable
and let us call this..all this..
a new kind of ceasefire
the only kind in all honesty..

the levelled playing field
the de-escalation tamed
perhaps a little ochre-tinted
the scarlet wine flows brightly
on our terms so yours also..dear staunch allies
and here we will remain..

witness prime land revived virgin
where gleaming glass cities shall spiral
the potency of our vision on full display
and at long last
finally and fully realised
uninhibited..
since forever we follow our signs..

white phosphorous eyes
alchemise
marbled melt fossilise
flattened and vanish
glory to our brave bulldozer riders..
..all to bring
and very soon
the magic of sacrifices
revised maps with realistic new boundaries
fruition..

and all of you
all our dear friends and free-world leaders
are cordially invited..
to alight upon the shabby-chic-as-new
as green as the greenest bamboo
beach-front duplexes with infinity pools
all of this and more eagerly await you all..

..enabled with munitions you kindly donate
the best things in our lives
so free
so generously gifted by your very good countries
sincerely thank you
and thank you all so sincerely
you know who you are
thank you all so..
you will be rewarded in this world..

and we know that you know
that even their olive groves
are potential olive groves of terror
not for long though
gloves off for sustainable peace
the dreamy new peaceful settlements
will flourish there
and there and there..
lovely oranges..

many settlements have already matured and grown
thriving on land long rescued reclaimed locked-in
many decades ago..

propulsive hovering spiders
neutralise densely-infested cinder block creatures
those ragged slivering lurers
we spray-cleanse
we ignite
and all the feral phantoms
tumble inside-out
somersault from thickly smoking toppled tower blocks
we turn their day into one long night
one long night
all to prepare and pave the way
ceremonies and ceremonies more
including our wonderful eurovision
why not
more..more..

yes and yes..
their olive trees had to be removed and uprooted
an unobtrusive clear line of sight provides
a.i. smart drone swarms..
..seem almost sentient almost alive
programmed to autonomously target and decide
and bye-bye cold-blooded heat forms
cleared
organs removed
no autopsies ever required..

a history lesson..
already many..
very many peasants abandoned their fanatical farmsteads
they fled leaving behind their pathetic belongings
only soiled mattresses carried atop ramshackle taxis
with a few bin bags filled with nostalgic detritus..

look..
the so-called annexed..
voluntarily displaced themselves
they had a choice
they could long ago have gone somewhere..
somewhere..else..
like their ancestors of previous decades..
..strolled away with a light suitcase
after a little gentle prodding and encouragement..
so..

instead now they breed and churn
churn and spit out spiteful venomous infants
insects worms
enemies against our presence
including the ones born covertly in canvas tents
yes and this is why we call this policy
calibrated pre-emptive self-defence..

look at their pregnant mothers
what kind of incubators are these
the question clearly answers itself
their militant midwives harbour foetus-shields
foetus-shields of grievance and terror..

and so you can see why
why we must..
though a little sadly
honestly gladly decommission the breeders
and the incubated..

moving on..
sanitation plants..
okay listen..
their sanitation plants
are factually speaking
sanitation plants hydrating fighters
water pipelines
                          tunnels
                                      bad
we need to neutralise all the threat vectors..
woke liberals do you now understand
oh okay good..very good
very glad to help you finally see sense
quite frankly some of you need psychiatric help..

finally dear friends
you must not empathise
with these nixed do-gooding medical monsters
their cells of fake emergency responders
and their even more militant food-aid convoys
supplying so-called distribution centres
distribution centres
slap-bang in what we announced yesterday
are designated combat zones
come on now
what a place to locate them
they should have known..

many thanks too for the bunker-buster missiles
we know how much you enjoy
participating in clearing out their refugee camps
and discreet-veiling
all similar non-televised events
including unaliving journalists
and deploying other novel euphemisms
and tiny back-page eulogies
for the promotion of lobby optics
it all helps
it all helps..

and then and only then
and only if left to ourselves in peace
and only after
we clear away the rubble
we evict the rag-tag squatters
we will cleanse-cremate the emaciated
with the rest relocated to our chosen destination
only then might we even consider negotiation
and frankly perhaps not even then..
we have never apologised for being perfectionists..

thank you dear civilised world
you all stand firmly alongside us
ours to remain
organised shoulder to elbow..

on with the de-escalation
on with the show of arms
the sustainable kind of de-escalation
a new kind of ceasefire
evolution
evolution is ours
always ours..