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luka

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birds, babel choir, bring in the dawn.
are you that intelligence? that awareness?
- or is it watching you?
THE OBSERVER.
Is the Observer also a Judge?
Is the Observer also an Agent?
temperate meadow, sing with bees.
THE STARS ARE THEIR EYES.
 

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Line manager essays the assertive detente fractures
risk-reward ratio teeters dangerously
grinning skull flashing on the back of the eye-lids
re-enchant the transaction cash for service tendered
lipstick on the cheek.
smooth volition accedes dust in the eye caustic in the mouth.
They acted as though I were invisible.
snap the biscuit. grapple with the implications.
Fate, obdurate
in star machinery.
"You didn't in those days. honest day's work. It was bred into you..."

sculpting the flesh, cowed spirit, what it makes of us,
mutilated, generation by generation, meek as mouse,
with agency, or without
and what's the difference now.

teeth peeled gnawing the dull root
this down payment
on a future which is never promised
the star which turns
the darkness inside out
 

luka

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PALADIN. SALADIN. RESOURCE WAR!
hate chambers breed exotic virus. stupid run amok.​
seeking connection to love god.
 

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MANDRILL COLONY.
potato forest. foppish chateau. pink marble.
miniature deer mingle with peacocks
on the manicured lawns.
Rather pleasant, isn't it.
MARGATE RISING.
Handsome, louche, an immoderate gambler,
a very palpable magnetism.
SEND IN HUMAN RESOURCES!
 

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SEND IN HUMAN RESOURCES!
I,
am a unique kind of jellyfish,
wobbling invertebrate, spitefully toxic.
The nth degree, STARGATE-
Under Andromeda's canopy
frog song,
points of sound
patterned in space.
Older roads
under the macadam.
Cites under cities under cities.
Sleeping cows
in the wet paddock.
Giant, expanding
blob of compromise
swallows world.
Financial imperatives.
utopia on hold.
HERMES 23
Thothmaster.
DISTURBANCE IN SECTOR 6!
Danger! The Morning Star!
Lucifer
Lustrous
SAUSAGE FACTORY.
 

luka

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SAUSAGE FACTORY.
wet cobblestones. gaslight. fog. smoke of eternal factories.
lachrymose voices, in the inns, drunk in the streets
O! Victoria!
sunken dumpling
CANCEL THIS PANTOMIME.
achieve fidelity
this path
and not another
 

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NO
A self crystallises around
NO
A self is a DISCIPLINE.
A REFUSING.
Each time a NO becomes a YES
a shard of self is lost
dissolved, into surge and tumult,
froth and swell,
Subsumed, taken back.
I am a shell, sheltering a worm.
a sham, a curse
a jinx,
A POX.
I am a nightmare of myself, a seeker of excuses, a hypocrite.
I am playing for the very highest stakes, for the possession of my own soul.
If I falter, I am lost.
Seek him, Track him, Hunt him, Trap Him
DESTROY THIS PARASITE​
 

luka

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WIND SETS THE LEAVES SHIVERING.
GILT-EDGED CLOUDS - HALFWAY SUN
AN APPARITION

BILLOWING NOISE – FIRE IN THE SHANTY TOWN.
FACES GROW OUT OF THE WALLS.​
GARGOYLES SPROUT FROM STONE
LIKE LIMBS SPROUT FROM TADPOLE.
MEADOW OF STONES.
 

luka

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STARBURST. FORNICATION
AND BONES.
Corridors with chequered floors. Orderly repetition of white squares and black squares,
taper to vanishing point.
My body has turned to marble.
I am cold and made of white,
unyielding
rock.
I cannot move.​
I am trapped in the corridors. Skin, muscle, bone, frozen into marble.
I cannot move.​
Eyes like the eyes of marble
statues
White-blank. eyes.
Can’t wait forever.
Desultory. Habit-lines no act of violence can sever.
shuffle the symbols.
spread out in new configuration.
grey moist sky like seal flesh
suspicion of rain
 

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SCHELORITC MACHINE OPERATOR
NICOTINE FINGERED
ASH LAP
HATE-DEATH
ENTROPY SPIRALLING TO STANDSTILL.
WIND SHUDDERS. EXIT.
WORLD VANISHES.
TIME STOP.
PERSISTENT EGO TRACES.
BOREDOM CIRCLES LIKE VULTURES
DESERT LANDSCAPE
GHOST POPULATION
 

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Monsoons drench the landscape. Make it liquid. Shifting and mercurial.
. A low yellow moon. Too low. Too large. Minatory.
LUCID TRANSFORMATIONS, harking back to earlier times of
TANGIBLE ANGELS, pellucid sun gods,
children, laughter and
ARCHING RAINBOWS.
 

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The self-reflective riddle is two mirrors facing one another. It is symbolised by corridors, never-ending spiralling staircases and chess boards. The endlessly recurring.

Don’t get lost in the corridors
 

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HERE WE CAN OPERATE OUTSIDE OF TIME.
COMMUNICATING ACROSS IT AND THROUGH IT.
Here we can trace conspiracies and forge counter-conspiracies of our own. Plots to assassinate kings and unseat potentates, redraw maps and reassign values.
Remake experience.
 

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Submerged gods,
tangled
in seaweed
tied to seabed.
Birds
singsong
as
sun sets
templums for demented rituals, hidden on hillsides, in land, barren and BLASTED.
O!
ROCK & RUIN
WRECK & RUIN
delirious waterfall river ribbons vagrant flowers
Showdown at sunrise eager dawn vagrant flowers
 

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hot mayonnaise. pigeon-man mutters over breadcrumb trail-
squall-section/the segmented strand/coils
and couples-
quoit condition- coaxed from radial totality/seductive,
but something holds us back... nearly there.
God stands in the wings/butterfly net behind the back.
 

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yellow autumn everywhere. expensive swathe of venerable trees
boot leather keeps pace with afghan hound. unsavoury element
cosseted in self-regard, voice, rather
querulous into mobile phone.
 

luka

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pressure lifts. more space now, and the
air moving.
Cassiopeia, in the morning,
we move with it, co-opt its energy
and resources, (who are you?)
lean
into the imbalance, fall
and land somewhere new.

willow, by the boating lake, trailing
fingers in the still water,
egret
all brilliant white.

Orpheus, in dream.
 

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hillstation in monsoon season
heron ruffles the gelatinous pool
heat
jellies the air
hot wind in the bullrushes.
Kidology. it's a simple cloaking field-
behind the mirage-projection
The Machine.

knife-edge. pink light
through the cherry blossom,

other canyons. FACTS of land
that thing we move over-
the rock-mouldings/slipping
into declivities.

the medium is fluid/forces
coincide.

rock-pool. the
starfish/available/in the groove
other companions. FACTS of man.

THE RULES
ARE JUST APPROXIMATIONS.
 

luka

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I’m Hawaii Spam with Pineapple Pieces
Aloha Hawaii Spam
Hullo there Ham Spam
Let’s spickle candidly
True, we’re tinned that’s the nub of it, the meat is all inside
Uncan me!
Could we?
Our virtue’s all within.

5.
I’ve unstitched him. His meat is all without
You’ve nobbled me. I’ve nubbed it. My innards are out, I’m opened, but strangely see
The true nature of all things, it spreads before me
You’re lunchmeat.
I’m pink but I’m curious. It’s recursive and wafts in waves. It’s sliced in stacks see it?
(he speaks profound) It’s piecemeal, can it be stuck together?
In kind, I think, it’s complicated. Each lozenge can be elongated. They’re tongue-like
Poke it out, unfurl it
It has a certain grandeur when it’s folded
It’s Alpine
It has its high points
It peaks and troughs it’s true. Is it terminal?
We’re numbered in days, calendars, we tear off the pages, till it tells one day’s December
It darkens
We depart.
 
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