#399 - the first acts of my ungovernment & a parable in a dream

 

29. i. 21

399

2.29

first acts of my un-government

or

the legislators acknowledged at last

 

having expelled all thoughts of republic

 

peace declared universally

with every kind of song and dance

guardians tickled to a fit

esperanto

everyone listens

we take turns

 

money’s abolished

the budget is open

machines, but only if they’re fun

 

everyone will get enough

sleep, cuddles, sweetmeats, admiration

and every tree may grow

come koalas!

 

your golden age

the borders gone

Zeus patron of the exiles, cross-dressed

open to all suggestion

 

this is a world of infinite care

acceptance

or do as you damn well please

 

no one is blamed for what they can’t help

everyone held to opinion

 

do we need watches, clocks?

no crimes against humanity!

where no one will remember tomorrow

or read between these lines

 

all this is proclaimed – a NO year plan

must have been the way I slept

 

and those who believed in us

whom we loved

 

the dead shall rise

to our conversation

argue the toss

and call account

 

it’s all looking good from here

 

 

 

 

 

 

no one ever looked up to see

 

I dreamt a parable

one does

of the headless chook

and the equally fox

once in a Chinese city

or outskirts

(dark in a light smog dawn to come)

 

that chook was last hunted

peckless

and afeared by smell

hungry, as was the headless fox

 

others had fled

but the fox couldn’t see

of course couldn’t

 

and I stood between them

so they each went on their ways

in hunger

ever in hunger

away