i wrote a paranoia poem when i was in school:
once...
maybe being diagnosed as schizophrenic
has made me more adept
in focusing for splinter moments
of listening to people: IRL...
and some honing in device of an earpiece
at the same time:
maybe i am hearing voices:
wait...
i am...
this just makes me stand out like a ******* clown
on parade!
not a clown about to put his make-up on!
disaster...
unlikely for many to know:
English Authoritarianism is sort of:
savory: it's not sweet:
there's plenty of fiber:
not a lot of flamboyant philosophizing...
enough work-arounds and other:
flamboyant terms: for ergonomics blah blah:
but the English way is:
let's get **** done and forget about
puritanical "justices" of idealism...
i like it:
i'm only now realizing how Left Politics
works in England:
it's... ******* beautifully:
muchos grunchos:
it's none of this media Americana exporting
ideology *******...
i was born in Poland
of pure pedigree:
that translates into English as that born & bred
macabre...
i love the English Left!
it's FASCIST!
currently: ugh: what's the date? the time?
12th August, 2024...
2 minutes to noon... almost an Iron Maiden
song...
eh?! the English left is like the American left
of the post-Soviet experiment?
no... i'm pretty sure the English left
are the authority over containing a people
than the right ever were:
the conservatives of England:
are the true liberals:
people are so muddled i don't even know
if i can knit...
so people thought the Labor party was
full of these quasis: ditto heads of enforced
language policing:
sorry... ha ha: all seems slightly covert...
but that's how the chameleon plays it:
covertly: silently... with an OOPS!
thank goodness i'm on the receiving end
of a mantra akin to:
god, this heat of Augustus is unbearably sane...
sanity project:
for the most part:
all the sane people are solipsistic...
the insane people are trans-dimensional...
i will no reveal my personal interactions
in the workplace:
i'll sooner write about the great ******* i accomplished
seeing as the woodland pigeons are adamant
on making their homosexuality known...
and how they adamantly court:
almost ****-encouraging:
while the crows sort of... word with pecking
without tongue: can't this frivolity be left
to the burden of the night?
no! the pigeons stutter: then wobble:
then bubbles spontaneously appear:
while i deal with parasitical worms in my eyes
that i hone in with my microscope of scope...
i've reached that age where i was young
and now i'm semi-old...
and now i understand English Authority:
forget British Values: blah blah...
now i understand: English Authority:
it's so... oh so subtle...
i wish i could say it only takes the right
measure of posturing and silence...
but it's also associated with
the synonym antonym and the name giving force
of how human chess is played:
how human chess has to become
a game of backgammon...
but only the left in power has allowed me
to see this...
the English right, liberal-conservatism
has blinded me for so many years!
i was blinded by the English right-wing
liberal-conservatism... too long!
i like peace: i like calm:
if that comes at a price of psychological
tyranny: so be it...
freedom of speech ought to be freedom:
if there's something worth: being said:
if there, is, nothing, worth, being, said:
then what freedom is it?
               i don't even think it's a question:
i listen to birds squabble
i listen to dogs bark...
       i listen to cats meow and escape those meows
imitating human speech:
     what freedom of speech:
something irritable: inconvenient:
some... "unheard" of truth?
knowing how truth operates: it becomes covert
and the marrow
and the burrowing dynamic of a mole...
truth doesn't get silenced:
it might get ignored, for a while...
but it's not silenced: a truth is a breath
that's a breath without the lies of words...
freedom of speech is a filtering dynamic...
but feel free: say what you want:
and try to breathe while you're at it...
don't want you to suffocate on your...
ahem...
the English left is this newly unexplored
territory of: a return to school:
rebus...

                 it's not what the media thought
as pronoun contagion... propaganda...
i'm not going to claim the genius of the equation:
but when all manner of sensibility and sense
becomes exhausted: the authoritarian Left
of England seeps in: steps in:
**** **** they chant...
yeah: the "NAZIS" are in power:
and i just feel fine: this Augustus heat is...
sweltering... i'm thinking: jolly-ball-jelly-baby
jellyfish dancing on Thursday when
Taylor comes back from cancelling
her mimic karaoke from Vienna...

but people fell in and out of love in ****
Germany... didn't they?
let's play...