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Recent
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O
earth.... I have given you all.... and NOW I'm NOTHING, World
War 2 was exile in the
wilderness, that's when I saw you and the first big bombs went
OFF, it was just so
beautiful, then NASA came with its bewitching surprises, the
witches hidden in the
pentagon told me that Zoroaster had now finally arrived, I followed
your Bloody wrathful
bombers over Germany, I crash-landed in Roswell smoking marijuana,
painted a few
crop circles, I then abducted beatniks and even mutilated a
few horny cows, I saw
hippies, I enjoyed ACID rock and was against Vietnam and I made
sweet love to a
thousand women all naked in the stormy surf,
You
know, I was only reverse-engineered, I also met old Eisenhower,
I truly warned JFK,
and the Russians understood me seriously, you should too, for
I am your GOD on earth in
just a different form, I hated JAWS and DISCO with a passion,
I then saw the space
shuttle explode, I saw spy satellites go down, I even heard
Ronald Reagan whispering to
Gorbachev, TAKE ME TO YOUR LEADER, I saw the juicy wall fall
and loudly cheered
for Havel, I then listened to RAP on my walkman as I saw the
hungry ghosts flee in
dreamy Tienanmen, licking their cunts in despair, so NOW I am
NOTHING and wait
to show myself at the truly perfect moment, Iraq, Afghanistan,
Sudan, just tell dear
Teilhard that my lap-top hums, with you brother Allen, I'm here
in crazy orbit around the
Sun, I am coming, I have now FINALLY come.
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The
Song of the Universe
I see the Amazonian shields, they glow with Cambrian animals,
I see these coal deposits now in Antarctica, anti-cyclones,
asbestos falling in the Arizona desert, accents with
Asteroids,
suicidal auroras, assonance falling in the barren seas, alliterations
for these alien stanzas, rich in this calcium and blank verse,
cadences in carbon 14, cells of the
Planet
in beloved couplets, this chemical weather in common meter,
these chromosomes that loudly scream in the vast China sea,
dactyls and continental drifts, end-stops for
Copper,
enjambments that only a brontosauraus could love, then foul
odes to Darwin in the devil's garden, feminine rhymes for dear
Teilhard, glistening dew drops of DNA for
Rene
Descartes, clouds, dust couplets, the earth's free verse bringing
in fresh earth-quakes, rondels and run-ons, geysers of this
universal gravity, galactic spondees sprung
From
red hot radiation, prosaic strophes for these infra-red stanzas,
the Jurassic tercets, verses within the old magnetic poles,
a conscious and deepening kind of psychological
Complexity,
tension flips releasing these new alignments between psychic
meteorites and moon monsoons, clumping together multi-cellular
organisms, incubating as wonderous
Bundles
and hatching as these glorious sprouts, divine cycles with miraculous
ramifications, everywhere MUTATIONS, grains of thought species,
powerful
Nuclear
nitrogen, unseen grains of a conscious divergence, until the
threshold of reflection was crossed and oceans of ozone became
deep thought, a rainbow of
Psychic
tissue, globally closing in on itself, a halo of stupendous
thought covering a limited global sphere filled with deposits
of dense over-population forming a single
Psychic
membrane of holy union, this hyper-reflection mirroring a miraculous
attraction that differentiates as it also unites and rotates
the strung-out planet, clearing the acidic
Salt
deposits in the heart, those that repel these strong loving
circles of concentricity, that shock the emotional fog with
these human jitters in the ultimate beginnings of a greater
Unity
and diversity with ENERGY from pulsating volcanoes of subtle
bodies moving now faster than light.
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The
New Kid in Town
O,
earth, LISTEN UP, I'm fueled with this anti-momentum stuff,
I make cool ninety degree angles instantly without getting crushed,
simply powered quickly by anti-gravity, then quickly accelerating
both vertically and horizontally, propelled by this ZERO POINT
energy, I can extract energy now from ANYWHERE in the universe,
it's this way cool new kind of physics, quantum leaps ahead
of silly turds just like you, I'm looking at your coast-lines,
mountains, and rivers, I come out of the planet's oceans, stripping
them of home-grown minerals, fools, you are destroying your
own planet, why should I care? If I want I can appear in any
human form, but cannot really take on permanently your home-grown
shapes, only your holy invisible avatars can do that, I have
been preparing all of you for at least a hundred years, your
cheap governments have been lying to you for at least fifty
years, so take me to your leaders, 12 strange men locked up
in a secret dynasty, there is a human mind power that's great,
very ancient which moved mountains, I'm really interested, I
can see these abnormal stars which have been locked in a cosmic
toilet for three solid hours, this abberation from Andromeda
is a weird duck-billed platypus, falling in a vast nebula of
dwarf asteroids, goose-pimpled with this bright-line spectrum,
so black with these hard-boiled comets, O, old cocksucker Copernicus,
just say now goodbye to the dog stars, to the billions of cran
nebulai, just say GOODBYE, to the crazy eclipses, to that big
energy release elliptical with galaxies as solar flares, goodbye
Galileo, goodbye globular clusters, these gravitation rays of
helium flashes, these hydrogen infra-red buddhas, those junky
irregular galaxies, these Greek senoritas, so many light years
away, those magellanic clouds of human mass conversion going
now in RETROGRADE from Mars and up to Mercury, these phantom
laws of motion for the moon and milky way meccas, this nuclear
ash, on the cosmic pilgrim route, Neweton's DOOM, Omega, Alpha
Centauri's ancient planetary slime, those pulsating saints from
Pluto, naked proton kinds of radiation, red shift, Jesus, shooting
these death stars of relativity, these spiral spectral suckers,
a spectroscopic kind of virus in the naked star clusters, this
solar flare interzone where the eskimoes see ultra-violet rays
through a white telescope with helium kinds of addictions from
Uranus, these new supernovas which you can find in any underworld
sanitarium, whether in UR, the moon's hill of heavan, or Sumer
with ugly glazed tiles, I call her name, Nanna, from the dry
martian plains.
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The ALIEN
- Poems from the book "Forty
Immutable Parables"
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