mindless states of mind

Was it canned laughter that had all the audience react in time for an appropriate length of time every polished time in every episode of friends
and did the bowels of group attention shake their tectonic plates whenever Graham Norton said bowel or nothing more foul than bum or 'come' in the face of the thinking mainstream
 because juvenile innuendo is so irrepressibly consciousness shattering that adults are swept off their feet with only the collective vibration of sonic shaking to ground them from being catapulted off into the ether trapped in frozen splinters of individuality
Why analyse and compute the repressed sexuality of post war slap-stick carry ons if we just carry on

In the trial of antics in denial through semantics
getting sloshed is termed 'avin a drink', to disguise the desperation of frying nerve endings of a  few hundred thousand brain cells so we can get to know each other.
while suspending the pursuit to know ourselves

When girls make themselves deliberately sick with a goal of appearing anorexic because the industry of parading size zero is epic, isn't there an imbalance between instinct and logic
No matter how many times she hears airbrush she actually hears status, meaning approval
meaning the security of being wanted and spirals into the warped vortex of a popularity contest
as though she's cognitively dislexic or so wilfully irrational that flirting with suicide is as skilfully fashionable
as matriarchs becoming subordinates

We don't even seem to mind
that 24 hour carbon rays will send us blind ,
alongside pesticides on our insides :
That the toxic damage of cosmetics doesn't end with the spraying of ammonia into the eyes of a restrained animal and doesnt stop eating you because you had a shower

and most of the money in most of the vaults are just the life source  of sugars and salts  weaved through the sterile womb of lethargic soil and more Haitian eco-structures

These are earth's jewels ,  
We've refined her fuels and sucked them to become pollutant mutants
since restoring the milk of her nurturing breast cannot be achieved with the genius of synthetic augmentation

So the masters of the planet catch more cancer than any other mammals
So scienctificaly progressive that we're teetering on Armageddon
And in the great expanse of time we got here without blinkin
Defined by fathomless intellect somehow we consistently suspend thinking
rendering the difference between common sense and nonsense superfluous
Ultimately fate will deal according to our performance
from genesis to the present
when the light came on
though no-one's home

Yanne

I was looking for my sister

I’d let go of her little hand
when the desperate cold crept under the leather of our pigment in this high rise forest
I was snared by a piper’s squeal bounding through marshy bogs of instantaneous gratifications, flagrant liaisons with effete Caucasians,
Asians and fucked up hybrids lixiviating the steam of my sweat:
but now I’m looking for my sister

As I followed the swine’s buxom carcass
The serpent whisssspered in her ear and led her through the jungle
  mined with concrete snake pits of empty words, processed ideals,
  Down streams shaped by corrosive sub-cultures, social engineering, and fair weather philosophies
   I followed the path of contracted gold and fly by night virtue
where predators are chameleons perverting nature with synthetic poisons
Coats of red white and blue camouflaged with George crosses, camouflaged with universal slang

I was looking for my sister! this side of cultural partitions
Beyond stringy hair and high heels
Without her customised brother in arms veering his neck around ceramic tiles to ogle black cock
I followed that pig down nooks and potholes underlined with football fanatics and paganism
Along lamp lined avenues that textured debauchery.
  I ate of its saccharin sweet meat
And OD’d.  opening my eyes before I could be butt fucked in a chemical stupor
As the hours flew, we died a bit every day

I felt my sister’s thick impenetrable laughter bounding through telecom’s steel vines converted into a muzzle;
Maiden’s chic and seasonally marinated trivia coursing like commuting blood cells in a pink colour ghetto
That very acoustic laughter that had filled the corners of home,
tethering mine, like a swirl of cherry jam in my porridge; before we knew we were diasporas collateral
Even in Diaspora’s tainted mist, I hear her distinct voice and I’m engaged

I found my sister in survival’s yoke, surrounded by ultra modern picket fence and poll tax
betrothed to a great great grandson of massa . :
  The pillager’s scalp;
 he wears her like fox pelt on prize day and I know his blunt claws have long stroked another soul, branded with the scorch of his saliva…..  no longer driftwood
A  formula. of contemporary notions had sedated her to her own
  and she sat, the fabric of processed ethnicities in a house among moths and worthless residue
And I’d been out walking into jungle walls

There she is !… in your eyes
Behind the tassels and the pantomime
Under the debris of confusion and responsibility; cajoling lies and a trillion devils;
  I love you;
My splayed fingertips mirror yours
  Taught as strings of a metallic sunburst, screaming like scuttling fish, across the widening gulfs
  “I need you”,
  to complete me in jig saw emancipation
for requiems of self and the good old days
  for solvency’ in loco parentis’

  From a parallel estuary to bloody seas of indifference

symbiosis

symbiosis
Or
Socio-biological metamorphosis
The  mutation of
you, me and everyone else learning to live together through the pin ball schedules
of work, home, the bar , the health centre and bed
The logical thesis of of six billion people in perpetual interconnection
A noble crises too often a matter of portraying what everyone else is playing
Individuality is uniform worn in disillusion of enigma within the swarm
keeping us warm as mammals
Taking the liberty to be party animals
and social cannibals

Chemicals- make us - apathetic, , unsympathetic , pathetic, alcoholic,
armchair judges with suspended instinct
So passive aggressive fascists share chat show panels with
bleeding heart liberals
idealists and sceptics
pigs eat with anorexics
heretics with evangelistic conscripts in this symbiotic polytechnic
Gay priests extol the old testament
A war zone medic is as oxymoronic as a hitler youth becoming the pope
Rabbits jump out of hats as vegan carnivores
and you can vote monster ravin loony party
since your Barclays sainsburys Nike cadburys might be a lineage of slavery but they pay wages
The only thing you need remember is the mannerisms of your metro sexual gender
because all sensation is sanction in a great groundswell of frequency merging into anti climax
The modified morality of mortals condensed in the hollows of humanity

The ongoing spiritual revolution is solvent in a sea of islandically inverted communities
drowning in ourselves

divisions are toxic
what's the tonic
when the girth is
embryonic
The prognosis is
'Sym-bilateral elements make a bold equation
but erratic composition
creates traits that are ninety something percent more insecure than demure'

Then ; what does simbiosis gain us
when we've never made eye contact with our next door neighbours
When we're trying to get to know ourselves while living among strangers and the more we grow up the more difficult we are to make friends with
When we're busy trying to define the enemy who's
carrying the genetic deficiency of reprobates among primates
and each evening that universal mask you uphold all day comes off with a sigh when you barge the front door shut
We are all the same composition of 70 percent water claiming personal space by repelling others aura
Still, street slang of brother , cousin, family, pays homage to the flowing continuum
and all our three fenced rose garden ambitions converge dizzily into infantile paralysis

d'you ever notice the lack of progress in sparodic events and provincial districts rejecting doses of symbiosis though it is more seasonal than regional
The structure breaks in brittle flakes of little mistakes and you cannot repair what you cannot define
We just have to crack on cause there ain't no rewind
there wasn't a blueprint
and prospect vs right wing protest is no contest
resistance is futile
But the imperative of nuts and bolts is function and there's nothing more pleasing than social cohesion
of an intelligent species of superfluous races not pre-occupied in a power basis
and the apparatus prevails
Even when mothers stand at the same bus stops and shop queues as  their children's killer freed from jail
by parliamentarians who she voted in that in turn peddle lies
and are only differentiated by the colour of their ties
Whatever blue says red'll criticise
Unfortunately unlike bloods and crips none of them dies. They drink together in the bar upstairs at lunch, toilet breaks and after five
Thats symbiosis-

how it goes is
leaders exceed with pinocchio noses
No ones born drinking or smoking. It's the adult world making projections then promoting .
Hospital doors are open and the funeral service is roped in. In spite of brains the truth is largely unspoken
and the cycle of chains remains unbroken

just getting by is just trying not to die
but through corporate sponsored genocides we can afford to get high
so East and west had a bloodshed fest featuring children in Afghanistan and mc Taliban
with the devil dancing under his trademark banner that reads 'GOD'
but hey; allied banks worked for the nazis; who even got prioritised with our own crucial supplies
Having shameful ethnic cleansing on tv and in the news feels like we're all being abused
not just the babies who never got to see the world as a palace
living nightmares instead of dreams
whose last breath is a relief
with irony in the grief
And it's all been overseen by a modern cosa nostra
Anything below Tony Blair is laise faire

zeitgeist thinking is no solution to symbiotic evolution
and intellectual integrity
highly corrosive
is out cast to outskirts
Your Christopher Hitchens and Paddy Chayefsky's represent renegade victims
of an organism organically shedding its skin

It's pragmatic to have
Tv addicts
and
R E fanatics in
Secular traditions of an Egyptian, Aztec Persian Mongolian religion written by tribesmen in at least 832 bibles authors morphed into 66
and every day is genesis for the gentiles

city wide surveillance is terrestrial
Marketed as celestial
so that the pandemic of blackmail is naturally consequential
spawning hocus pocus clerics
and  sarcasm in pessimistic poets

Symbiosis is a homogenising of cells that integrate as they migrate
within a given border
in our case, the lotion of civilisation
 denominated by a
singular world order

Dear Unborn

 

The ultimate gift I give to me is you . And to you the treasure of life . Theres no equal; no pause , no guarantees and no antedote.

As sorry is as sorry does I have made no sacrifice

The issue is the predicament I've put you in
I've made of you a three dimensional organism with only one assurable  inevitability that is , by all means , awful
and with no definitive of the term ' best', you have to pursue yours with your very own sight,  as your tailoured everfresh carrot

You will have questions that will always become lessons
And from those lessons there will be tests and missions and you may find yourself looking for me
There's nothing wrong with truth

There is no surrogate . It's a tv. That's a politician on a socio scientifiic manipulation program altering your perceptions and that....that is just a lover

Within tribalism there will be virtue
As tainted as flavoured rain over a Hiroshima

You are the most valuable jewel that I own and cannot keep . Will covet more than sustinance knowing that little can destroy you more than my departure

I apologise because you will stumble on many rocks before seeking answers from Gods when you've  begrudgingly acknowledged that I am limited to flesh and blood

and here I am apologising too cause  for all that you're about to go through, though i can guide some, all your decisions are up to you. And so I nurture self

Son. If you have to be part of a group that dictates the execution of your impulses try the road less travelled. The Klans of men are often illusory and only your royalty will know true loyalty
and most of your enemies will be in places designated for friends

If you're near the culture of women advocating the inconsequence of men, step away from them and don't absorb a carcinogenic  bar of it

The penis is like a lead that binds you to a tree and sometimes you want to simply run free because freedom's bugle is always on the crest of horizons

Daughter
Don't waste energy
The animammals wil convince you to spend 90 percent of your life in a synthetic effort to project a fleeting image of fertility
If you live four score let the word whore live on your mouth just the once in being denounced for that is never ever the fruit of your worth
There is a wave that obliterates spirits in it's tsunami coming to collect you into it's by- products of advertising . And as every chromosome of plasmid organism is susceptible to stimulants our Achilles us the collosal insurmountable prize of what has to date most accurately been   
lamented as ' this thing called love '
Cloak well  in critical thinking

When you are old enough to bare guilt as an accessory to course
remember that you were loved eternally before you were even a child
and though sometimes all you wants is someone in your corner, that's ok

I wanna give you siblings as branches of the same tree though they might screw you like they never knew you but it's the second best bet for a true friendship
I'm one of the two complimentaries you get who will be there forever throughout whatever even  when we're gone and beyond the beyond

Be there for each other as core reflections because love drifts in cross migrating clouds of fair weather that smoke screens your eyes while you're looking for yourself

Love, bearing the cross of power carries an unregulated warning as so it should . You see, intimacy causes rashes that leave stains and money's a more controlable option

Survival is a demanding beast
Kantankerous, to say the least

Good luck

Pops

YOU DON'T HAVE TO BE A WEAR A SHORT SKIRT TO BE A STAR IN MY OFFICE

 

We've both seen how the computer that's non gendered
sing
when you've been outside
but you're entering

You make both men and women jealous
even when you dress as rough as guts
you're delicious

The photocopier sings when you're in the wings
the elavator dings a tune when it dings
A lifeless structure orchestrates
like it was announcing the king of france
and you stroll in in your day work clothes
pullover and track pants.

It must be like turning a night sky blue
No other office chick could do that shit like you do
the closest was snow white ,
but no mean feat.
she was a cartoon,
by definition
a cheat

While equipment goes off in leaps and bounds
you dig your heels in
& your humility dumbfounds
The tastiest ace who might choose to be called a novice
You don't have to  wear a short skirt to be a star in my office

A crucial secret asset
the foundation of  our success

The elixir of interior design
wherever you are, that's the middle
Swivle chairs swivle
Executives dribble
Their pitches turn to drivle
yet you don't even wiggle
what a natural
and a giggle
AND not even on the fiddle

a phenomenon
(she types THEN I dictate so i'm  rendered superflous)who needs an engineer when you are  here
internet experts don't have your skills
they should be envious

You tapped that glass for a wine top up
Beg ?! you didn't ASK
Most sec's wouldnt pass an interview
without showing some leg ,tit, or ass
I do them like  Bill Clinton
and make them perform on cigars
But you're entitled to profit share bonus, retainers , company cars


you  tenaciously enthused positive thinking
& filled a whining anti- establishmentian with joy
By printing (thereby establishing ) his poetry
You'd think he just 'had a boy'

I'm almost done
(this hour long text )
i ended up doing your lauderette
the board will accept whatever you say
and you can be assured a fine resume

You type, I'll o.k it
i'll make no bones
You're the undesputably penultimate
                          Ms Jones
                                x

Backstabbers

Ooh , your fangs bleed
poisonous whispers
piercing right and left of my neck
sapping blood flow
offsetting vertigo
and
this giddy heart slows
from warmth
to indifference on the brim of pity

Blessed fate that you shouldn't strike a single nerve
and are no match for my guardian angel that swats the contentious
as flies that feed on regurgitated shit

I'm a winner before I'm your dinner
conjuring, deciphering, philosophies to spinners
and liberating 'i'

I'm an oarsman
Sweeper for the keeper
my department ' art' liaising between the layers
I put songs into a word
exorcising anguish with this
and start without benchmark to seek sense from common sense
and a grip on slippery surfaces
like yours 

My resume
the crackling flame tearing from dying toxins gasping for oxygen
My skill
listening in smoke gliding through cracks of merely man made doors housing black smouldering deceit

As parallels I objectify and you cant wait to subjugate as though the road  of  curiosity is too steep a gradient
and even though the egos of each of your peers have stooped in their wilted star-ship
that sought to serve a bastard, I have grown with the stench of caustic spit re-generating in alcoholic jealousy in the darkest corner of your mouth

But you've all left prints on my cookie jar
Crumbs of emotive  poetry devastate the military stitching  of your fabric
and you really embrace the powdered truth
but insincerely about face when you ring-fence in the group

Innocence can't hide behind guilt so ugliness tries to disguise
and the air between us is as stodgy as bread dipped in untraceable plagues
Better you wrestle those demons that lay eggs
like dandruff nestled on your balding scalp the more you lay with dogs
You and your boys
euphemising tribal fascism
quarantined in Faustian contracts of inner circle membership
in a hideout from individuality
where thinking needs fraternity sanction
The most mind boggling aspect when all's said and done
is that there's no impulse
where the mind is connected to the tongue
sworn to the tradition of vindictiveness

Well
In the great screen of the astronomical scene Pegasus  resides where Jupiter rolls and three hundred and fifty billion galaxies nod to the god that added us after thoughts in micro-dots
so what have you lot got
beyond a perversion toward futility
You, the hard cash of stagnation
whose spouses bounce through brotherhood houses repeating the role that makes each mistress a mascot in the spirit of a totem pole
The pooled resource company moles; localised agents, loyal to their patents

Will you and your swarm
just make like a dust devil of mating flies and migrate
since integrity won't let me integrate

I'll not yield

Because you said to go back home. But I went to the colony and they called me English boy
and I went to Africa to find YOU raping and taking 
You and china and Russia and France and Portugal and the committee of grubby handed little shits
and the more you raped
the more You'd goad me to sing and dance
re-affirming the status of master and pet
Camouflaging the basis of our relationship

welI i ain't licked
and massa ain't shit
and I ain't punkin out on any fight that he picked
My back straight
intentional gait
sober as a judge
I won't be consuming your drugs
Or drink the industrial poisons that you feed us
from hidden salts and sugars to pesticides and jesus
From saying we're overwhelming you when it's you who won't leave us

and what comes around.....
Rejecting the NOI's proposal to work with the separatist
kkk who
became the NRA
before the nf became the bnp given platform by the bbc to whom we're forced to illegally forfeight V.A.T
When the economy's bad they'll lecture and we're conductors for conjecture

apartheid Supplied the subliminal
Legitimised the counter intuitive  denied inalienable dignity to all natures children
And i was generically  labelled
'black guy '

Irish were called the blacks of Europe
And the Turks were ........
And the Australian mediterraneans are black wogs and niggas
and the struck off were blacklisted cause their hearts are as black as sin
and in king james's first testament Ham's son is  cursed with black skin

You made the adjective a linguistic negative and immigrant  a pejorative
Associated it with poverty and modified reservations into ghettoes
then brow beat all of us with lies about  heathens, and cowboys and Injuns
and Columbus and achievements monarchy employed pirates ,  judaism and hybrids
And you won't tell your kids where you got that crown
yet I have to tell mine
since I won't see then dumbed down
or their brains drown in the  sycophantic drink
You forgot to cater for me to think
And when you had field hands fuck your wives and sisters and they wanted to in return make love you told them we were monsters

I never want to wear a shirt again and bear the arms of metro men
I want to see you discard high heeled shoes instead of deciding that that is what I choose
So if I ever live to see Babylon fall
I'd say I tried to never play the game at all
But slew dragons , sword alert and ever prone to go to work
because you told me I was Christian and I just asked a question but as a Trojan theologian  you wouldn't listen
because slavery funded churches and successive excess like minister braithwaite  whose legacy we'll never own but we'll bare the bloodied weight of his surname and robinson  and Jackson and jones

that branded stains on Guyana , Dominica , st kitts, Trinidad, Barbados , Antigua, st Vincent , Grenada , Guadeloupe The virgin islandsp and the only island you and your kids know

because with introduction to westernism, innocent African families were thrown into the sea as
damaged cargo  earning the murderers insurance compensation from lloyds looking after their boys

from the off you've never fought with fists
Your elders brought syringes full of  syphillis
And used cocaine , opium,  gunpowder , unrivalled deceit then propaganda in the advent of mass media

After centuries of barbarity
abolition kicked off malicious legislation
and today my melanin puts me on alien paths to lighter counterparts even if they're my best friends and all organisms reach the same end
From being watched in shops to being stopped by cops and defined by commercial pop I'm aligned with  inequality, social subjectivity, incurable police brutality and an eternal blip of  anxious creativity, snow blinded in liberalism some of you equate as novelties
And for all of that water that's under the bridge
You'll never apologise for the things that you did
and this is the best i have, to call home
where the elephant overcrowding every room  creates a pariah dome
Pitted against my own
like alley dogs over a bone
Kids wear it like trade mark cologne
but I will not yield
Cause you left us out in the field having  ripped us from the umbilical
and put mamas in the house
put the sisters in the office leaving every brother out
until the blossom of family trees is data relinquishing pride to genocide then suicide and homicide
Conducted by a catalogue of wrongs
recorded over a bedrock of  Dovercom songs
subscribed to a community of dovercom moms
and pigeonholed into dialects that are simply not on

and downtrodden dads
and pot bellies under baseball caps waiting for the blue-foot gangsters' thoroughly bred at Chepstow

you pay the rich to stay dismissed
And seduce the cognitive dissonance
of middle classes
drinking the blood of divided and conquered  masses
so we can love up our chocolate all day long and slavery to produce it in the gold coast just carries on
A neat trick used by thatcher, Romans and hitler

Until the colour of a mans skin is of no more significance
every day is war
and each was born a soldier
acquiring the experience of a general as they get older

On the crest of my unyielding shield is a Sarah Bartman
Cause god wouldn't rest her soul
for 160 years
her genitals paraded in a bowl for scholarly peers
A blueprint for hip hop hoes
her legacy is 200 years old
and rising
Is it surprising that I'm
Tooled up for the uprising

My genes have survived killing fields and eugenics
This body is a temple , a target, a beacon to your kids,  a vessel, a commodity amd an emblem
cradling the spirit of an old one foot Mandingo  that wouldn't stop running when emancipation was illegal
So the lottery, super injunctions,
route of the Olympic torch , g strings and all dem tings won't bait me  when
I wanna hear how they're gonna pay back Haiti

No parle
no surrender
I'll never bow or scrape
or recognise the fabricated tales of the tape

Truth is double edged and its flight from the scabbard doesn't flinch
Some of y'all pretend you never knew

The reason I won't yield is YOU
and it's ffffffffffffffffff fucking cold out here