Deja vu becomes increasingly persistant. Increasingly disorientating. Time folds in on itself. Replicates itself in dreams and reverie. Backtracks and sidetracks.
Eddies in time.

It is the proper moment to repeat ourselves. To take up the mantra.
I am an idiot, I am an idiot, I am an idiot, I am an idiot......

Everything hangs in the balance
terribly exciting
I'm sure you'll agree.

as hemispheres bicker amongst themselves, squabble for preeminence
God-zone issuing imprecations. Bestowing the golden light of myth on all the eye surveys/
The world attains an epic dimension and all acts are freighted with significance. Time is suspended.
One undulating moment.
Which the other rejects. Nonsense.
There's rubish everywhere, sordid...

Slave World.
No undertow of myth. Innocent of history.
A virgin present, devoid of past or possibility.
Demonic Parasites! Vermin!

War universe.
Where do the limits of the possible lie? How much can be achived in this universe, under present historical conditions? How much is still up for grabs?
The whole lot, the entire thing
The game is still in progress
Every Move Counts.

There are some amusing, some would say absurd, corrallaries to this position. This is not an objection per se,
an observation merely. In the spirit of modern science. Not counter-argument.
Abusrdity is built into its very structure. The paradox is the basic unit. How could it be otherwise. Everything is built up from there.
All previous assumptions have been proven false. Update your software. Incompatible with new operating system.

an amusing diversion

Babylon voices, beyond time

I summon Burroughs, Rimbaud and the demonic Pound. Stern-headed Pound who stands in contrite silence offering his blessing by implication. Sadness behind the steel.
An invasive intuition, pickpockets the secrets from your heart
filches the intentions from your blinking eyes.
Lies are a futile defence. Easily disarmed.
Rimbaud piches Burroughs arse. Burroughs quite delighted. Struggles to stifle a smile. Pound looks nervous. Discreetly manuveres his back to the wall. Rimbaud notices of course. Notices everything. Does not expoit this unease, not yet, merely makes a mental note and smiles secretly.

Not ghosts. No, far from it. Very much alive. They have known one another for quite some time. Rimbuad runs a hand through hair stiff with wind and dust.

 New energies are released. A new spirit is abroad.
Do you know who I am yet?

Impulses coalesce
    then collapse
sing. mourn. laugh.
    sing.

thin
cardboard reality.

The interplay of two rays

Patterns which endure
Patterns which disintergrate.

Time curls up like a woodlouse
Not long left.\

......

forestry commision
dwarfish bipeds
adorn hair and bodies with mud and dead, skeletal leaves
announce the end times
prematurely, as it happens.

Vaudeville act in prison camp. Audience of laughing prison guards smoking cigerettes, sprawled on fold-up chairs.
Man in dog-suit chases buxom milk-maid. Masks escape attempt. A troupe of pantomine dames and men hampered by horse suits proceed through prison gates.
3 hours later in a forest glen the prisoners have divested themselves of their costumes and are sitting on fallen logs, having a giggle
"the Warden's going to flip his lid when he realises what's happened"
HAHAHAHAHHAHAH

cut-up with cathy

the goverment air- "Oh!", I was in the extreme dropped leaflets we are not getting Venice with Sophie prophetic in places such as any younger. you Calle conference village markets and I have seen a she claimed to have silky smooth lot of things come and had flings with the bird-headed hairfree skin can and go numerous men be yours a hundred summers. celebrities unauthorised non- a disused railway at 14 she was the first space citizens sleeping on platform and a skating at a roller tourists the roadsides under grass airstrip. disco board our elegant trees, or in schools, starlight she knew all the ship churches or empty in Egypt there are constallations the blue and scarlet buildings known to be several being with Sophie sunset wandering in strange smugglers who is like being in great cumulous cities in search of travel secretly love. clouds of timber and minerals across the Sinai two shadows the chance of stars swirling desert climbed over the thunderstorms around distant ambergris from the fence bright constellations galaxies Arabian Sea secret police - wilderness has roadsigns, bones, specialising in hellebores and smothered the feathers labarascopic daffodils human past plutocrats built adjustable gastric orbiting distant willowflats and dragons millions of black stars watermeadows, and this is a world of butterflies migrating the meanders of an incredicle opulence in huge clouds flight attendant stream nabobs and a fleeting cloud full falls into trances a volcanic potentates with of butterflies siezed by visions of mountain great gold masks light from distant his ancestors a small uninhabited eyes of amber and galaxies he had gone up island emerald your young men simply for pleasure; with forests on its deer graze in the shall see visions... to ride the wind flanks. garden a proliferation of patterns CCTV cameras signs and wonders burnt out cars I know of people a game of ludo cockroaches who are known its rules are arcane 2000 year old among prophetic and penalties severe crocodiles slither in circles for their kissing from lips to the heat of the accuracy in toes greenhouses prophecy for world gratifying pleasures tropical swamps events who gave great techniques elaborate private audiences erotic dialogue ceremonies with the president fabuous fantasy burning effigies including the art of slow jungle stronghold baseballer Joe Di interplay the dark Maggio. Lymphatic drainage bloodthirsty and Dick Fuld, the malcious bone goddess who wears erstwhile billionaire I have recipes that a necklace of philanthropist require creme human skulls It was a very fraiche but I can Doolondondoo sophisticated art never find it and Doolondondoo party with people end up using a cultivated woman mostly from Paris. marscarpone. is this who enjoys opera. attractions included right? Andrea a levitating midget, a monkey man and a

LET ME make my intentions plain.

I want to plant images in your brain.

            steam rising from tea-cup

backlit by window

steam rising into light.

I AM a Showman, and, for your delight, will parade exotic animals,

display for your close attention,

the skeletons of mythical beasts, relics of FICT and FABLE.

Tout miracles,

perform acts of wanton magic. Titilate,

Horrify and Amuse.

I AM a Pedagouge, and a Moralist.

I will impart LESSONS, PRINCIPLES,

EQUATIONS.

Intone PARABLES, speak in tongues, posePARADOX, poesy,  PRAYER.

CREATE using Precise combinations of word units, a Compound to Transform Consciousess.

I AM a SCIENTIST, an

ALCHEMIST,

            PERVERTER OF NATURAL LAW!.

I summon Fellowship, Friendship, Love.

Slough off Personality. RECALL. Personality is the PAST.

Become PRESENT.

Every exchange contains something. Some secret which can be extracted like a pearl.

            REFLECT.

a divers head head emerges in a startled displacement of water

the diver had forgotten this

air, land, sky, sun

in this way, a hundred thousand deaths and rebirths

in the course of a single lifetime

over the course of several lifetimes.

Always forgetting and remembering, forgetting and remembering.

what is, what is-

sometimes here and sometimes there.

I was invisible then,

passing unseen along inward-looking streets,

under the high, gaunt trees, stripped of leaf.

Dark bark gleaming with rain damp.

            And the grey slates of the rooves-

gleaming with rain damp.

Wet wing of the Cormorant.

Inland now and fishing the canals

Black shapes swallowed by water,

ripples radiating around an absence.

Sky of forgiving grey.

Blocks of muted colour. Clouds low in the sky.

Haphazard arrangement of material and form,

planes

of brick and pebbledash

boundaries

of courragated iron and barbed wire.

Lichen on roof tiles.

Slow rivers of mud;

Industrial Effluent.

Tyres.

Shopping Trollies,

a landscape of light-industry, derelict warehouses,

rat warrens, buddliea bushes, gregarious birds.

The low marshland of the East.

Roads follow rivers

east to estuary,

The Wind is salty, carries

sea-birds with it, flapping

and squawking.

I uncovered gardens of wild weed and flower behind churches and railway tracks.

Alongside indolent rivers and neglected canals.

Gardens of brick and rubble.

Rust gardens. Knots of metal.

Dandelion and Crab apple,

bindweed and hawthorn.

Gravestones take root

in the shadow of Yew trees,

Flower Sporadically,

From what memory this miracle?
Wounded robot. Great Icey Age
     Origins?
The Miracle Birth. The First. A New Thing.

There are Rules
but they are Collapsible,
do not pertain in all conditions, under all circumstances.
Exceptions are made.
Winged Beetle.
The degree of attention. Foul
Breath of Dying Star
rotting whale meat, on the beach
on the oil sand. Rock Bed.
Withdraw then. There is no surplus
no wealth to lavish.
Work.
Sit Still.
Accumulate Energy.
Achieive Silence.
At Harvest Time
Celebrate.

This is no Permanent Solution.
A stop gap, better only
than that which is worse.

Begin Again.  cars draw lines
from distant place to distant place
making the road sing.

In truth, I have seen very little
the view from certain windows
and nothing more.

vagrant moment.                            a no time
within. in bubble of
allowing us to drift, undetected, through enemy territory.

WE CANNOT BE SEEN.

SABOTAGE!

Plants are not objects.
KIN
The energy in them.

SNOTFACE.
My muse abuses me,
ridicules me
humiliates me
ignores me.
Calls me dissolute,
a layabout.
A squanderer.


She says
‘Output, is a reflection of input.
There is no possible way to cheat.
Quality of perception
and of the emotion.

The vigour,
Reach
Courage

         of imagination.

The degree and quality of the engagement.
And you! Knowing these things,
muddle through your days like a morose teenager
skulking in his bedroom.
And then, to have the gall, after all I have given you
to beg for more.
After all you have thrown away.'

I make sheepish promises and plead for clemency.

I do, genuinely, I think, want to do better. I do.
I keep thinking I will one day.

This path
and not another.
Or you will not gain their trust
will instead be prey
for predators and parasites
slow viruses
corruptions
leeches       flesh eating worms            squalid vampires
Will gain no ally
will win no protector
will be alone.

Be diligent then
and do not spurn what was given in love.
lazerdromes. candyfloss. a queasy kind of excitement.
stomach in the mouth.

What it could be
                               tormented

         by what it could be.

in action.
indecisive. vague. muddled.
the cards say-
your struggle is with the Devil himself
which is so
the difficulty lies

                                   in believing it.

garrulous endoscope. parallel explorations in fringe-science.
ageaen sailors pull in nets flapping with golden fish.
ARMIES OF COSMONAUTS. MAROON SPACE.
DISMANTLE EQUATIONS.
ISLANDS IN AGEAEN SPACE.
ANIMALS DO THEIR BIDDING. defer to their will.
numerous acts of magic.
COOING TO COCKROACHES.
Sabotage of Experimental Utopias.
Financial Imperatives.
Puncture Whole in Time.
take that back.
EMERGE INTO GREEN WORLD.
RIVER BASKS IN SUNSHINE.
trees loiter by the water-
joined by AN ABUNDANCE OF BIRDS. Long legged waders. Tiny finches in the dust.
TOTAL INFORMATION AWARENESS.
swans gold in reflected sunlight, confederacies of ducks. Herons. Egrets.
REPTILES LEAVE DYING PLANET.
fractious wind blusters through the houses. wrestles with the trees. numerous invasions. turbulent island. currents and cross-currents. vapid niece revived with smelling salts.
aquamarine neck tie. snorting crocodiles. lazy savage bulk hauled into the sun. incursions into enemy territory. acts of sabotage and provocation. surgical strikes. severance of arteries.
network of secret prison camps. counterrevolutionary militias trained armed and funded. information is exchanged. understandings are to come to. deals are struck.
with bull worshippers in Minoan temple complexes, orthodox priests with KGB connections, AGENTS OF THE INQUISITION, presiders over human sacrifices, temple of skulls, heart beating in the upraised hand.
grey tower blocks. walkways of concrete. wind at the feet of towers. sullen slave encampments.
disappearing into green corridor, passageway to broad and fecund wilderness. the habits of curious fauna. tree covering on peculiar rock formations. birds of infinite hauteur. the curve of a hunter’s beak.
old woman shuffles past. small dog sniffling at ankles.
the rites of ideologues. the violent magic. blood in the gears of history. tempest of arms.
priest wired in confession box. hotline to secret police. psychoanalysts surrender their files
extorters of information, gangsters. librarians make conscientious lists of borrowing records
item one. introduction to jihad
item two. poems to dismantle the world
teachers earmark essays for inspection by higher authorities
continuous vegetable mind
political assassinations in refugee camps. elimination of disruptive elements. examples made. Bermuda triangle warps, spits out first world war fighter planes, fishing canoes of Polynesian culture heroes, lost Vikings, scout ships of pirate fleets, whaling crews of Nantucket.
spy satellites monitor population centres. prison camps the size of cities. prodigies of administration. laboratories of control. numerous experiments are conducted.
disintegrating the personality/self atomised in enemy assault/millions of them, held in captivity. Time suspended in barren cage.
modelling new societies.
pop-eyed fish-men gulp oxygen through open mouths. gripe adenoidally.
outbreaks of meaningless violence in slave encampments.
CARD GAME TURNS BLOODY IN GULAG TOWN.
SCHOOLGROUND STAB FRENZY.
shows spool forth edited CCTV footage.
BRAVEST COPS EVER!
COP HEROES!
TOUGH TOWN COPS!
PROTECT AND SERVE!
CAN'T BEAT THE COPS!
IT'S A FAIR COP!
COP THAT SCUMBAG!
Suspend All Privileges.
All your so called human rights are indulgences granted for good behaviour. There is nothing natural, right or preordained about them. They can be revoked at will and without warning.
Prison Authorities run pilot programmes, administer highly addictive chemical compounds to sections of prison population,
chemical coshes, truth serums, mind-disintegrators.
Trial rival models of control.
'Control to what ends, one asks oneself' he opined airily
BURNING EARTH RECEDES ON NAVSCREEN.
All collaborators coldly left behind. ‘Rather you than me Old Chap,’
Horror as the Rescue Ships scatter into smoke.
All Collaborators torn limb form limb in acts of primal savagery.
Slaves abandoned at the end of an exhausted mine.
TV runs on till end of time in an automatic self-cannibalising loop. Recombining its images indefinitely.
mantic image stream stared into by deformed survivors, languageless at the reinstatement of time.
Points of awareness shorn of language and sense of self. Shipwrecked and owl-eyed
in a world entirely unmapped. Unnamed. No part distinguished from any other part. No parts. No pieces.
Moth swarm in City Hall. Well-paid men walk briskly through the giant lobby, past pillars of green marble, moths clinging to their trousers and jackets.
Demented survivors in wild cannibal orgy. Systematic merciless assault on civilian populations. Death rays like green jet trails in the night sky. Tracer fire over suburban cul-de-sacs. Huge explosions in shopping malls. City becomes vast sprawling battlefield. Private bloodfueds flare into citywide conflagrations. Random violence erupts in classrooms. Gang shootouts in nightclubs. Counter-terrorism operations collapse in fusillades of misdirected gunfire. Freedom Fighters Liberate the Prisons. Militias impose secessionist government. Arms Dealers stroll brazenly through No Mans Land, clambering through razor wire.
Occupied territory implodes in violence. Turned against itself. Sprawling chaotic battlefield. Thrillseeking fight goons. DO HIM!
mercenaries strut and preen. ALL COMMUNICATIONS TO BE DIRECTED THROUGH CENTRAL PROCESSING COMPUTER.
School Monitor.
erect brazenly novel follies in literature. inaugurate new age of largely indolent pleasure. retire in pleasant vales of surging green.
entertain gratuitous visions of apocalypse. starring roles in galactic melodramas. lizard conspiracies that span millennia.
conquer foes of immovable obduracy. enemies of inflexible ruthlessness. battle skull serpents on cold windy rock. resist the advances of moonwraiths. become distinctly other. all the interviewers remark on it.
'he has a distinct otherness about him'

CASCADE OF BORNEOS-
RIGOROUS FORMULAE.
parted light, amorous
auroras opened.
reached in.
gasped.
FACELIFT SURGERY
vapid paradise, another.
putrid loch.
manes of fire.

Deliquese,

LIFT THE QUAIL!
Who can lift it?
Who can shift it?
Who can budge the Quail?

CLOUDS PART ON MIRACLE STREET
rainbow. sun reaches down.
brain weevils enter earhole, bore through bone.
BUY BILLIARD TABLE.
CHAOS 5.

EYE LIGHTING
Ravenous Glamour
lips,
parted,
painted.

Fierce Thrill
extending
and expanding
to fill
every cell.



Red
Lips.


Yellow light in the green leaves
on the brown branches.
Sun Falling.
SMASHED TO SMITHEREENS.

MANDRILL COLONY.

potato forest. foppish chateau. pink marble.

miniature deer mingle with peacocks

on the manicured lawns.

Rather pleasant, isn't it.

MARGATE RISING.

Handsome, louche, an immoderate gambler,

a very palpable magnetism.

SEND IN HUMAN RESOURCES!

I,

am a unique kind of jellyfish,

wobbling invertebrate, spitefully toxic.

The nth degree, STARGATE-

Under Andromeda's canopy

frog song,

points of sound

patterned in space.

Older roads

under the macadam.

Cites under cities under cities.

Sleeping cows

in the wet paddock.

Giant, expanding

blob of compromise

swallows world.

Financial imperatives.

utopia on hold.

HERMES 23

Thothmaster.

DISTURBANCE IN SECTOR 6!

Danger! The Morning Star!

Lucifer

Lustrous

SAUSAGE FACTORY.

wet cobblestones. gaslight. fog. smoke of eternal factories.

lachrymose voices, in the inns, drunk in the streets

O! Victoria!

sunken dumpling

CANCEL THIS PANTOMIME.

achieve fidelity

this path

and not another


winsome maggot.