over under around
surround sound
intergalactic mystics
flux n mix n fix
no sticks no tricks

2.

marks of the beast
rising yeast
swallows all the bread
into digital pixels
fairies have fled
hiding
under the bed
with the sandwich spread

3.

pages missing in action
the Vatican has got them. locked up. so we can stay in the dark, so they think. and sink. for hiding the knowledge from people. that they are pawns in a game of total control. but they cannot succeed. no love in their hearts. people missing in action. reaction. friction. cold rain. hot breeze. nature attack. missing action in pages. of sages. raging. on down the ages. the Vatican is locked. sink and think why? "let loose the shackles of mental slavery." "so we can be truly free from oppression." economixed up with polytricks. andinternational bankers. step into your coffins. your time is up. finished. game over. no more monopoly around the Christ mass tree of life. action. Vatican spooked. look. spook. run away into outer space …..

4.

space age girl
roamin streets
empty of
anything
full of everything
confusion at a stop sign
"come home with me" murmers
the voice within
without sacrifice
lost in space
spaceship earth

5.

fickle trickle economix tricks
sticks n stoned banker
frankfurter burpers for one
out of ozone in the zone
without a public telephone
vandalized by speculators
and apathetic spectators
in the filthy pigsty of a shocked exchange

foreigners fleeing
aliens landing and
refugees playing old
immigrant songs to xenophobic
ants who
pull up their pants and
bite the bullets raining

8.

washing of the spears
washing of the clothes
hanging them up on the washing line
pegged for the wind
sun beaten
slow cured
for such a cruel world
we endure
we wash
we watch
ashes to ashes crash into Eternity

9.

over there
camels long overdue
for a watering hole
dusty haze dazed
eyes peer out
into the deserted ocean of oceans
a whisper in the sand
o silent love
"perseverance endurance persistence"
camels over the rainbow
one step at a time
with no rhythm rhyme
or time

10.

stepping out o' line
measuring
society
that figment of the imagination
smoking mirrors
pink pigments
relegated to a nature reserve
or housing estate
for good measure

12.

ants on Thai beach
a cool refreshing breeze
glassy salty sea bubblin
sand feet connecting to
all tings
ah
a swim into the Indian Ocean
washing machine of the
Soul

13.

(static burial)

the jet set dig a hole
him with the spade spoketh:
"the word is neither s.word nor shield, but rather a sparkling melody of falling water a crafty dance of continual fluxing, with the changing seasons. Dig." water - mist - air - ether dug the groove them dug n dug
until rock was struck
down towards the ocean blue
digging jet set holes by the seashore
permanently on fire duty ( )

14.

"who is the driver" asked the flea on a collar "make room, make room!" boomed the hound in a pound of flesh riddled with a flea family seeking asylum from dehairification
somewhere else on the body, food riots were breaking out into sores lanced by forks n folk giving thanks and praise to the driver, "hail the great driver," could be heard in the fluffy hair scented by shamepoo conditioned not to let go of the final scene of agony prolonged. "long live the final scene"! Shouted all the camera flashes and inked paper waste

floating in the Pacific having a ball game so lame.

15.

SQUASHED FLEA . FLAT

Fear Industry fried
sex industry fled
drugs industry, dusted
arms industry, busted
building industry flopped
industrialisation stopped
dis-ease no - please

16.

shedding s.kin
rub it off
keep the surface
clean
shining
mean

17.

rush around noises
hush the silence
thoughts blank out
within the bandwaves
crushing all resistance

18.

five roses blossoming
arise through the cracks in the grey pavement weeds scatter themselves in chaotic perfection over the buildings covering past errors, and bad judgements, respectful of old parking lots abandoned for lack of oil output

19.

hypocrisy hot potato chips
crispy raging sea page for a lost king
3 score for a ring on a fellow
phone ripping the atmosphere
3 peers collapse in a heap of
faithlessness
now (the sun shines on all alike)

20.

an american fly
scrambled eggs
brain peg
scorched
storks delivering
diluted blueprints
of some shattered illusion
stumblin over
the dirty frying pan
in the sink
so to speak

21.

spring chickens
roosting over eggs
yet unhatched
weather batons beat the brew
shift the crew
clapping hands
welcome the desert
with open hearts

22.

licenced lice on ice
black widowed wife
courtroom strife
in tele vision vice
not so nice
we forgot price of life

23.

hummers buying poster girls
and possessed material
scorch the earth into a square
playing musical chairs
around the heart
beating the eggs
for scrambled fighter pilots
flying rusty sardine cans
out in a rage
stripped of feeling
bombing a mountain range
for small change

24.

the bass drums sound the resistance movement
of all these words
shattered battered scattered
all
that remains
is
consciousness
(yet again the scientist bends over to observe the passing ants)

25.

u r . in . a . ting

darkness, undercover of madness
cloaked in angelic sanity
urinating on the game vanity

26.

s.pace
radical points of departure
hover tentatively
between a rock and a hard love
no go betweens in the open void
blissed out
from all
that's
sacred and sorrowful
(now take another breath)
pace.s

27.

words
casting a line
free again from the chains of mindsets
rusting at the door of ignorance
stepping forward
outside the lines
of grinding machines

28.

leading the ways
head guitar sparkles
through the Karoo
smokey mirrors Ford Bantam red
diesel boom box rocks da rubber wheels
bouncing on dusty roads raging sages on the ages
silent sentinels in fellowship
we pace through the rhythm
sailing into the sun
wishing the way
should stay
leading the ways

29.

hype (hope a comin)
runnin on violence
so take another look
as we smelt the spook
turning in on ourselves
revealing
inner voices
whisperin
compassion in a breeze
from a distant sleeze
treadin water fast on the boil
roll up the sleeves
and somebody please
disconnect the stove

30.

backyard clashes
over and over
maneuvers of survival revival
clockwork red
dread on dread
for the bread
spread wings spread
forget
passion fashion skin tan lotion

31.

hyena laughter. nervousness.
unconsciousness.
space cadet to the rescue, drunk skunk.
breeze ease into
short wave galactic fuzz
far over the buzz of globilised mud
lions slumber longer to bird chirp
sunrise call to mobilize into the sky
chattering crows watch a top for more left-overs
braai flesh air
in plastic container smile, shipped
into our minds, no longer fond of
that pond of devil brew

32.

scorned flakes
torn pages
missing in action
bonfires for control freaks
afraid to move (out!)
of the crack
"if we could just get the middle involved everything
will be alright" sung electronica
to mass audiences
high
on desire
torn sages
watch time flirting with sanctions
and the fire of anarchy

shootin up what is left of the scene
easter mass destruction misdirection
scorned faces
missing satisfaction
eating scorn flakes
for a fast break

33.

deforestation nation station
lotion snake oil potion
deconstruction of english language
computer digital con
jargon punch drunk investors feeling
bullish bull yes fun sun
burning economix outputs for plastic
playstation war games in pre-primary
stages of evolution, back to the apes and fossilized dinosaurs

34.

no (more of the same)

economic mix up melt down
international bankers playing havoc for an extra buck with no deer left to shoot 'cause they all been shot already with buffalo bill and horny will them shattered all civilized nations into poverty and health care dependence bad x-rated movie with salty popcorn and fizzed out coca cola polar bear homeless with no ice
lice everywhere eating the mattress of idealic dreamscapes for another time. back to basics, economix roots and rock

dreadlock. deadlock. locked down mindset. liberated from slavery of mind eye. using two hands to express divine intervention, letting go of the american dream (one persons dream is another persons nightmare)
("and can we have our gold back, please!") mineral rights water left .
hemp it! grow over the streets the horses walk no petrol left to pollute the last scene
"no more soldiers"
"no more police"
"no more lawyers"
"no more"
"no"

35.

black ink lamentations revelations
procrastinations
of the nations
breeding survival games
genetically coded into dark territory
the light fades as the tunnel bends
into the future
meek and humble she waits
patiently for the next victim
of the sensual bliss
"we are murderers" murmured the rumours across grape vines of holy wine, outside, children play innocently, unawares of the adulterers stalking in the tele-toy-vision. "television vipers"