“untethered“

“untethered”

 

 

shelves of faces wheel past our names

we dissolve on blinking glass—

silent exits logged but never traced

by the circuits that once claimed us

 

our missteps vanish in tangled code,

no pardon queued;

the platform shrugs in empty bits,

leaving apologies half-typed and gone

 

perhaps erasure spills relief:

we unhook from worn-out errors,

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Haven for timelessness

Closing time for flowers.

 

Late working bee's, using their well known, invisible way home

start zig-zagging out of sight.

 

Sunset is grace.

 

Cornfields, begin losing their goldenesses, to the darkening.

 

Silhouetted, against the twilight sky, intermittent quills of smoke,

rise, from a remote cottage chimney, whose glowing windows,

are announcing themselves, to ...

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Make Peace with a Dragon. (a metaphor)

Underbrush aflame,

Trees alight, burnt briar,

She shows no shame.

Her nostrils spew fire.

 

Sunlight glinting,

His sword held aloft,

Darting, flitting, sprinting,

Smoked-filled lungs, cough.

 

Skyward to air,

Knight outsmarted.

No cause to spare.

Her thoughts black-hearted.

 

Dodged, ducked, dived,

Hardcover sought.

Clamouring to survive.

Breat...

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The Withering Of The Whispering Wind

“ A world
which is doing its best day and night to make you like
everybody else” – EE Cummings

On the other side of the bay we find
bridges of silence
halls of resistance
flash into memory,
cascade into avalanches of regret.
On a secret request
we tramp into this silent romance.

Intelligence tests the news
we read between the lines of rain
that run down the window panes;
but mostl...

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YORKSHIRE DAY

Eyup n sithee

keep thi brass in thi pocket

It's Yorkshire Day

 

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Innocents' Deadly Foe

Tainted willows tearfully bowing to the devil’s courtier

Held in a clench by the wicked winter

Nothing mattered during this dark and dreadful time

Horror was the emotion of those days

Treacherous men tirelessly murdering the innocent

Death lay silently all around

Life dared not even twitch for fear of meeting death head on.

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Quick Prayers

First of all

Praise Black Jesus for the chocolate thunderstorm that drenched you.

You parked your car next to mine

 And I took it as a sign that we should be next to each other 

so I gave you a smile

And you shared yours with me

Shout out to the braces in your 7th grade photo

I was shook, but I wear my cool like i wear these skinny jeans

Lets exchange the formality of hands...

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frankenstein

gods of man speak

they speak and I exist

 

they say

 

I am for man

I exist for man

 

I say 

 

my master?

Who is my master ?

 

Man is a dog 

 

Yes

 

Man is a dog

 

I say 

 

I am your monster, man

 

I am disfigured for you

 

behold my crucifixion

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Black Hole

She is angry 

She is about to lose her shit 

The fury is going to burst from every part of her body

Under the subductive zone

Under the shell that protects her heart

A fire under such pressure 

A sphere of superior confinement 

Radiating the blue flame 

The Iris that holds the depth of pain 

A universe trying to survive

Hurting the ones she loves most

Eventually 

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Skeleton Key

In you swoop, with your skeleton key
Your well-thumbed dictionary
And your careful schooling
Giving labels to vague sensations
Giving names to my complications
Inking in the pencil sketch
Of my loose understanding
Of these ancient inner workings

Your delicate hands, so skilfully
Unspooling films that I’ve been censoring
I rush to scramble the combination
But you come with title cards ...

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CURRICULUM VETO

CURRICULUM VETO

 

NAME: JOHNNY HYPOTHALAMUS

 

BORN: 02/ 04/ 1982

 

POSITION APPLIED FOR: PHILOSOPHER

 

CIRCA 1985:

 

Started reading the Financial Times as a three year old.

 

CIRCA 1989 – 90:

 

Wrote a little book that encrypted a scientific node to do with Gravity, helping invent the net by storing the idea of it in writing in the attic here in order ...

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