The Crux

A seamless continuity of dreams
Inverts and converts
to the inverted circle inserts
Essentially a vanity
instrumental to insanity
I don't wish to sound unkind
but the story itself begins to unwind
Shall we address the state of the nation?
Can we confess this mistaken elation?
Earning great reward points
for every child he anoints.

Deceits,conceits and hand written receipts

Sifting,
as I'm sitting,
in sand dunes through the silt,
looking for,
you know the score,
some universal guilt.
Blame for choices,
softly spoken voices,
the lamentations of discredited nations,
victims of circumstance
and generous overseas foreign grants
Whoa!
What a litany of woe
Financial and material success
sharpen the tools to alleviate the abscess,
manifest and endured
by those well dressed and manicured.

Blood Wishes

It's okay to hate.
They're making demands
beyond your ability to compensate.
Contravening the means
to stand and reject the legislate.
So clubs beat to dub step beats,
we're not defeated,
despite the fight for rights refuted.
Disputes and allegations,
scores in courts and race relations
Elated
belatedly,
pipes are gripped as gripes are pipped,
Editorials censored,
licentiousness incensed,
tipples of brandy when feeling randy
a pat on the arse when pissed?
the numbered days,
and full in- box trays,
of the modern misogynist

Requisite exquisite requiem

I may know part of the score
but certainly not the whole story,
I ask you to dictate the terms
and you give me Jackanory,
knees,
back,
bent,
beckoning,
has there ever been such a fine reckoning?
You sing a song of deceit
not of the sword,
you wear a look of defeat and discord
in accordance with the slack jawed
but would that I could tell you
of all that does transpire
of things held tight against the night
and things thrown on the fire.

Talking Trash

Contextualized and contemporised,
and quick as a flash
right before your very eyes,
proclaiming what was once desired
no cape or phone box required,
a rapid change
to be deranged,
no super hero uniform
agape! no shape describes this form
again the shame absorbs the scorn.
You break these components down,
I deduce,
we reduce,
the crap to scrap
and throw it underground,
born of blood and spectacle,
the skeptical receptacle.

Free/dumb

Act one,scene one
is the force of will
applied with a gun
Liberate us from liberators
Save us
from the labors of saviours that enslave us
Deliver us from deliverance
deferring towards the difference
diffident and indifferent
but still somewhat beligerent

Buddy

Paimon

Momentarily suspends incredulity,
exercising excessive frugality,
taken aback
by the lack of some slack
in my inflexible gullibility,
plausible and laudable
undeniably a bauble,
distorted curvature
distending normally benign features
leering at the fear of being wrecked.
The disconnect.

Potemkin

Chews on the news like a hard addiction
right on cue
Issues aschewed,
channels disputing fact or fiction
Figuratively but furtively inverted
solapsist,
redactively interpretive redactist,
extensions to the bucket list,
the short loved life of the realist

Phantom limb

I retire,
perspiring,
respiring,
after aspiring,
it transpires,
to obtaining,
sunlight waning,
no great or fated hearts desire
But moonlight
lights the rooms,
where curtains held tight
to hold back the night
also invite the gloom,
to partially illuminate,
a mind,
not unkind,
to consequences designate