Poems: 270722 - July 27th, 2022

120722A
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The body that is broken
into bread and wine
becoming torn flesh=20
and spilled blood.

Those the measures=20
that are the measure up
the meting out=20
and the measure of.=20

It is about how much=20
can be squeezed=20
from the press=20
after an initial crush.=20

They cover up=20
carnage with vows
and silence along trails=20
of cheap plastic relics.=20

We long for comforts=20
never found and feeling
scourged outcasts
turned to embitterment.=20

Everything is measured
including our passages
arising as mind and time=20
straining against infinity.=20

The ugliness that comes=20
with the little death=20
replaced by the constant=20
of continual mortification.=20

There is nothing else
to depend or rely on
but that one thin thread
keeping the beads in order.=20

We once believed=20
there are better lives=20
for anyone to live in=20
but everything is evasive.=20

You cannot catch=20
what goes that fast=20
in a mere blink=20
from a cruel eye.=20

Dark mirrors that reflect
nothing but their selves=20
as the distorted wishful=20
spectres of private fantasy.=20

Some call it love=20
but it isn't even service
merely striking off=20
what is made worthless.=20

Everything made official=20
in completely unofficial ways
forges added links=20
to the weight of chains.=20

What you thought you had
disappears into heaped
writhing bodies=20
exchanging various parts.=20

Vast bloats of intense pink
fleshed pigs squealing=20
their pleasure centres =20
pleasuring an amorphous mass.=20

Horror of flesh arising
melts into lurid
phantasms and shapes=20
stimulating voyeur audiences.=20

Audiences invoked
by a famous magician=20
to shift all the blame=20
from absence to a crowd.=20

Usually the story ends
at that destined moment=20
repeated in a million lives
a million million times.=20

Crowds tire quickly=20
regardless of the spectacle=20
and at that very moment=20
are most likely to condemn.=20

Begins with a split of atoms
into regulated processes=20
constituting a steady decay=20
into graveyard gossip. =20

The crowded exit=20
leading out of the theatre=20
while anatomy lessons
continue upon the stage.=20

Exits dense with crowds=20
secret with desires=20
for some illicit touch=20
as if leaving with someone.=20

They want to get away=20
with something more=20
than the victims they watched
being played out.

It is very hard to get in=20
after you are out=20
and some forever stand=20
as examples to the fact.=20

Futures collapse=20
as detonated structures=20
no longer valued=20
massive piles of bones.=20

The traffic snarls=20
the way tin cans collide=20
on a conveyor belt=20
carrying promises and lies.

A worm is laughing=20
at the complicated preparations
demanding its patience=20
but knowing it will be fed.=20

The dust of a thousand years
fills the nostrils=20
as they try to decipher=20
the lacunae of its meaning.=20

In the end nothing=20
except  the flesh=20
made uglier=20
and more deformed.=20
Millennia of pages=20
to meticulously leaf through
looking for a moment=20
that isn't wasted time.=20

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250722A
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The shocked flies=20
you swatted at
leaving them mangled=20
lame and limbless.=20

They crawl for you
in spasm jerk moves
twisted rearranged parts=20
senselessly contorting.  =20

It becomes a dance=20
invocation of St. Vitus=20
wild eyed confusion=20
between liquid and loaf. =20

The fly does not care=20
piss, vinegar or wine
caught up as it is
in a chemical euphoria.

They spill themselves=20
out into worlds of decay
trying to clean up=20
various bits of history. =20

You accuse them=20
concerning the war=20
they cannot win=20
and of breaching the peace.=20

They reveal nothing=20
but the simple fact=20
that they are good soldiers
dying for their cause.=20

A cause they don't know
and cannot contemplate
frees them completely
to a perfect faith.=20

One stumbles blindly=20
in the last vapours=20
down an emptied bottle=20
dead drunk to bottom.=20

It is much the same=20
in a span of alleyways
where what happens=20
remains unspeakable.=20

The same feeling=20
that we will never get out
from violently pushing=20
faces against glass.=20

Each up against our own
and never free of it
going around until
we chance to drop off.=20

We recall being urged=20
to having the same faith
that every  fly demonstrates
but we fall entirely short.=20

Not one of us as faithful
as the ordinary fly=20
yet both feeding the same
off the same death.=20

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250722B
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Nowhere to go=20
and we are going there=20
for the sake of nothing
other than our restlessness.

Whatever we once did
has been made unpopular=20
so we do what we do=20
in secret ways and places.

We want to pretend=20
that everything matters=20
but the come-ons we get=20
prove emptied of purpose.

A childish optimism=20
tells me I might meet you
if I wander around=20
in public ways and spaces.=20

The same mistake
twenty five years ago
and years before that=20
along with ever since.=20

I can't even meet you=20
in dispensed portions of dream
due to not having=20
that much freedom.=20

It is a ridiculous habit=20
that I cannot seem to stop
even after the facts
that ended my last belief.=20

I don't know you=20
and I assure you=20
we were never introduced=20
and we never actually met.=20

That seems important=20
so we can avoid recollecting
faded histories of was no more
that losing all significance.=20

The city is shoddy replays
of hastily repainted scenes
making it difficult=20
to recognize anything.=20

I am one of the ghosts=20
looking in from outside
only to see nothing=20
I wanted to see.=20

I was always waiting=20
for a signal from you=20
that I could feel certain=20
was not from the heavens.=20

I was waiting for a gesture=20
that I could know to be true
to break a spell of waiting=20
that is too much forever.=20


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260722A=20
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Thrown out=20
no matter the reason=20
or the lack of reasons=20
is thrown away.=20

The forced out=20
and the gone away=20
that won't be back=20
made thus disposed.=20

How dispositions change
never for the better=20
but always with far more
sense of finality.=20

An identical process=20
to the discarding=20
of no longer valued
and of no longer needed.=20

Things we once thought=20
felt needed=20
but someone took the need=20
leaving everything else.=20

The shock troops=20
that dispose and dispossess=20
lurk around dark corners=20
emptying it all out.=20

Nothing ever put back in
where they carve away
at the next victim roast=20
slicing down to bones.=20

What is eaten away at=20
your own vain dreaming=20
something fixed up
that never really is.=20

Much more to be learned
from garbage pits=20
than from sacred objects=20
in any archaeology of lives.=20

You always look forward
but your assassin comes
inevitably from behind
playing at shadows.=20

Those child games=20
meaning to enthrall you=20
promised real chance
where there were none.=20

Your statue of soggy bread
stands faceless in a bog=20
made up of every version=20
that chanced for or against.=20

The story appears noted
in anonymous graffiti=20
for everyone to own=20
even if it is mostly untrue.=20

You will never know
and it makes no difference
if you did or didn't=20
except to your own soul.=20

If you could find your soul
where you misplaced it=20
somewhere between a church
and life's casino.=20

Perhaps nothing better=20
and perhaps something worse
but it was never yours=20
to actually decide.=20

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270722A
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They all always want
what they do not have
so the imperfect of them=20
always want for perfection.=20

They look at the pieces
and they want every piece=20
that they have not got=20
in envy of efficient machines.=20

=E2=80=9CIt works=E2=80=9D they exclaim
jubilant at how it differs=20
from their own failed parts=20
seized up and corroded.

They break it off from any=20
if they can spot the flaw lines=20
where the materials fall short
from ideal specifications.=20

Your quality certificate=20
expired and was rescinded=20
but you continued to labour=20
in a belief that someone cares.=20

They say it is for the best=20
not to believe such things=20
as are said or done=20
by those less than fully able.=20

The devil into any process=20
is its crippling weaknesses=20
where it grinds to a halt=20
ruining the entire batch.=20

Broken link in the chain=20
and a team's only fumble
tagged with rejections
as a bad piece of work.=20

Strength is from above=20
as long as it holds you down
to new ways of culling=20
the weak from the herd.=20

Wrestlers the foundation=20
of what passes as truth
about top and bottom
in any battle of wits.=20

Good ends on top=20
and evil rests below=20
remains the standard=20
as to being raised up.=20

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