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forsooth .. .

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Branded by categories
paranoia on a train
heading east
where sandals divide toes
and sardines lie in tins

I memorise lines of Chaucer
not enough time to digest
all she wrote me
or candles I ever lit
at the sepulchre of meaning

Deconstruct things
maybe all this, is Picasso’s fault
we cannot see things
as once before
subtlety with hidden meaning

There is no reason to deny
we did not share a common tongue
as at Babel we once were one
until mechanics of division kicked in
and we assumed a destiny

Conscious, alternative spores
ingest soulless rhetoric of noughts
empty thoughts and guns
an invasion by the ones
contest a universal Binary

Language is a sphere we kicked around
but did not invent
there are no square planets
only square holes filled
with hate as hats in different sizes

Revolution’s mother
stepped aside in that golden era
bell-bottomed marines
marooned on a philosophical island
a desert not of our choosing

Om: the causalities of war
bestial and banal
creativities icons lay beside
a Naam road with refugees
carts; possessions; dreams

We who had a ticket to ride
and who did not care
began to care very deeply
except the flames of change
burn all things before the running

And to the vets set aside
watching wheels turn
numb spacemen in the bleachers
held arms to change the world
tear down our flag unfurled

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