#2061 - la la la blah

 

2061

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22.viii.25

la la la blah

 

All the birds of the air

fell a-sighing and a-sobbing,

when they heard the bell toll

                – traditional

 

who cancelled Cock Robin?

 

into which painted corner would you like?

black or white?

 

Sparrow condemned by virtue of arrow

 

come back to be bitter

and a grovel too

 

I, said the fly

and blood for the dish

 

let’s all call names, why not?

 

no dental hygiene for the Orc-hoard

 

if none to blame, invent your Voldemort

 

and having met this they before

 

why bite?

but if you’re fish!

 

Rook for parson

Lark for clerk

 

clearly it’s all code

(this must be, in fact, the death of Balder)

 

consider as well, the lion and hat

for reflux

 

how far can you hate today?

that’s the question

 

high noon, two-way assassination

a disappearing letter does

 

shall we blame Karl Marx and Jesus Christ?

we’ve seen them team up together before

 

it was something sordid

there was a frame to begin but not good enough

 

I’m sorry, so sorry

there was a time you could still look in

 

but Elon Musk owns this

the nothing of it now

and now nobody knows

 

speak freely in a mirror

it’s the last safe place

 

here comes a tantrum too

 

I’ll be your victim

but nothing rhymes there

 

a system of stars is entailed

a high horse

and then here’s another

few hands higher

 

can we swap

a yet festoon?

 

for all this harm

who’ll sing a psalm?

 

add balance

 

high stakes

then try sincerity

 

a narrow lane, dimlit

my proscenium is arch

 

and how much holier than

… correct?

 

it’s all gone mad, it’s gone too far

it’s off the rails

a fire snowballs on

 

remind me, America

who is it taking the books off the shelves?

 

let no one pretend to be anyone else

and there’s your end of fiction

 

by chance or nature’s course untrimmed

 

get lazy with your rage at last

once blood’s in the water

 

that’s what get your ghoul hot and bothered

 

on the news tonight

board the shark tore in two

 

and now the nets are down

they’re cruel!

 

it’s always a two house plague

 

who am I?  I am me

more or less mongrel

 

you’d almost think it was important

or people thought they were

and somehow money was involved

 

nor are they sharpest tools in the shed

 

the China shop bull to pull the bell

Rupert Murdoch on the team too

 

lock horns with the unsubtlety

make your own the living hell

 

who cocked up the cancellation?

here comes Robin Hood

Maid Marion was really

…well, you don’t want to know

 

it’s all so English, this language

someone’s will be done

 

a beetle shroud

and owl with trowel

 

it’s much as dream, don’t you think?

it’s as if it all happened in a poem

in a picture, in a little sky

you could keep in your pocket

 

memories!

 

knives out!

 

throw a blanket over

but the flames spring up again

 

don’t you feel useless in the face of

 

someone is starving someone somewhere

they shoot at them too

this seems to matter

and I care

 

I signal a virtue just here

I’m awake

see them all come with their jerry cans

 

are they filling up?

are they pouring on?

 

too smoky to see

 

I’ll stay well away from the conflagration

 

I’d love to get some sleep

 

but spin my head

let’s exorcise

 

it’s all for the drama

and nobody’s paying attention now

 

cancel me quick

won’t you?

 

no one will remember this