Wednesday, August 21, 2002


31 Angry Polar Bears

... which as my javascript books says is most unfair because Polar Bears never get angry and seldom go around in such large groups. I only hope that _Total_Number_of_Fish is enough to satisfy them though I think that this many fish might be enough.



At Chaos Dreaming in the Kleistos Gamos 23/03/1992

The rain is swallowing the radio
and stealing the tall, thin rocket scientist,
her interest destroyed
by slow economies
while blitz and sterile things
are multiplying.

The only spirit has a curve of glass
and smells of armaments,
that burning, sticky jelly,
bloody in my conflict,
dressed to spin
in the naked temple
where faith will always fail,

Here is the face of a forest killer,
alert and panicked in the Summer glass,
at Chaos dreaming
and thick like our expectancy.

The viewers burn before the resurrection
with the fear of creeping from their graves
through broken covers
to a sun-lit judgement,
footless banshees
fading to the burning edge.






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