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I must photograph your gums
I’m sure I heard him say,
with a hundred million pixels
of the latest insight into
...

The drawbridge raised, the curfew sounds
and cops with tasers do the rounds.
Those nineteen sixties dreams of peace
so quickly turned to disbelief.
...

Well I'm no tongue tied teenage kid
No mid life crisis on the brink
I can't say that I'm innocent
but neither am I cynical
...

It begins like a spring begins.
and it flows, runs, cuts and weaves,
to never end until we do, and we surf,
we sail, we tumble and we babble,
...

I

A dirty old wall ran north and south
across our little games, but
...

I played my life between the notes
on the trail of a wayward tune
I sailed a course by burned out boats
and sought the dark side of the moon
...

7.

I heard you’d never married
From a stranger yesterday
Exactly forty years have passed
Since I last saw your face
...

T'was in the country dancing class
When I first laid my eyes on you
Bewitchin' fair an' temptin' lass
I grew addicted tae the view
...

Tomorrow's only minutes down the road
Across this land a storm's about to blow
In every corner of the globe
there's trouble coming through
...

I imagine valleys and no pecking order enemies
A bow and arrow living where the deer go down with tears
No cities born excusing all the crime that's screwed from myth
No profit torn from innocence, advantage to the fierce
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The Visit

I must photograph your gums
I’m sure I heard him say,
with a hundred million pixels
of the latest insight into
the tissue of a universe in decay.
Remember the selves we used to be -
he might have said; I might have dreamt –
white and upright, sharp as purpose,
I believe they may be clearly seen
in the stars of your mouth;
and the selves we hadn’t become
yet - I wonder about them sometimes,
estranged so far from that unitary
system we inhabited, in some other time -
which never knew alien sugar traps,
nebulae of conspicuous addiction
or orbiting temptations of various
galaxies that would swallow our lives,
or sly, unpoetic mishaps we’d have
to avoid like cavities! Looking now
into his images I imagine Higgs
Boson particulae lurking,
colliding perhaps with illusion
in deep darkness at the root
of a tooth fixed in the jaw of
a history of crushing matter
that won’t be denied - a future
that bites back
but keeps on breaking down
the elements of Newton’s notions,
under photons from even the moon,
tiring, but busy at this moment,
dragging long compulsive slicks
of saliva into inconclusive entropy
where “mouth” is an empty concept,
drilled out bit by infinite bit.

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