Dangling on a Hook‎ > ‎Poetry‎ > ‎

Game Over

Body & Mind


It's an unceasing push to be made to want the things

Others want

Survival of your species....................................your class structures..............................................................your peer groups.........................................your packs

Whatever

Small i       
i-DENT-i-TY

Survival of a kind


Covered in bruises and almost always in pain

Pick up a newspaper

Dull aches and dark nights
And occasionally
.......................Plateaus.......................
Of divine
























Sunday Mourning
 
Economics, status and experience

Statistics, facts and studies

Behind-the-scenes politics and plain shenanigans


Newspapers, gossip, books, TV, radio and Internet

The "man on the street"

Provide

Cumulative, documented, statistical

Evidence


Every pulpit, desk and mountain



Even if they choose

Not to

Seek them out

"The Word" must go out


Accept

Fate




Overwhelming evidence is pointed to

And weary heads are shaken

Occasionally

Hardened laughs escape




So difficult

To

"Educate"






Aren't We supposed to be Kind?

Just turned off the radio
CBC Radio Canada
They were talking
Everyday talk on the radio

Everyday talk about people
Being tortured

There was this smart guy
From England
A professor
Or some other high keeper
Of facts
He made a few succinct points
About a few succinct issues that
Drive me to despair

Everyday talk










Woo Owl Who



Went for a visit to a player last night

Who confided to repeatedly cheating on his wife

Whom he'd finally dumped
She'd refused to part with her own life
He had very white teeth and insisted on giving me

A hug
Which I made as awkward as possible
Stood too close to me

Attempted to touch my hand several times

Listened with almost perfect attention to my every word

Gave me tea and showed me his

Pictures

"How come?" I asked
"How come
Players always want to show me their pictures but

If I try and show them mine

They yawn

How come?"

His response was a titter
Not a woo









Not a Chance



The excuse is always

Ignorance


Outlaw the excuse

And ignorance does not cease to exist




Hidden beneath layers

Cultivated, woven and spun

Reality merely shifts unseen

Cloaked

A spider's game


Torturing and suffering


Survival unaffected by rules







The Crows Tell Me Things

Expecting someone with an
Opposable Thumb
Can do something about
"It"


The Crow's expectations are wrong



They are

After all


Bird brains




Sug'quest'ions


One

If
diversity is important and physics real,
what is replacing (fill in the blank)

Calibrate the reality you're walking through.

Even a rat in a trap checks out

8
8
8
88
8888
888888
88888888 dimensions 88888888
888888
8888
88
8
8
8




Two


All indications indicate
Society advocates
The use of drugs

The only concern seems to be
That kickbacks are received
At every step

D
O
W
N

The product chain

OR

Is it

P
U






Three


My friend Val Crow
Has a head
That is attached quite loosely

0

Yet still it doesn't fall off
And roll on the floor






String Theory

We were talking on the telephone.

The-Man-Who-Used-to-Beat-Me laughed when I told him, 

"I live on the water 'cause I'm safe from you there.

"

Because he laughed, I ventured on.



"You've always had this thing about the water", I asked,

"Do you remember where it got started?"


He laughed again.



"You do remember.
You do. 
You do. You do. You do!"



He knows I love beginnings.

The-Man-Who-Used-to-Beat-Me knows I'm a sucker for

The String.



An extended, verbal,
"Ah shucks Ma'am" thing went on for some time.

I could see him then quite clearly 
In my mind's eye.

I could see his face.

I could see the way his mouth worked

The darting and spark in his eyes.



"She said I just sunk."


"What?!"


"My Mom", he sighed patiently explaining,
 
"She said that with the other kids, 

She just threw them right in,

But that with me 
Well…"


"You sunk!?"


"I just sunk."



I howled.
 I laughed.

He laughed.
He howled.


"That means you're a Witch",

I told him.





Includes:
Serendipity
Tinnitus



Comments