Main Street Media
Streetlights are not
Connected to photo
Electric night censors,
Censorship cells yes.

Gaza is being darkened
The spotlight removed.

But, the sheep follow
The bellwether, which
Unknown to them is
Pavlov’s dog, wearing
A white Aran Sweater.

Nancy Pelosi has hip
replaced in Germany.
Her own insurance
Firm refused to pay.
She will be speaking
With Luigi Mangione
For advice on return.

I’d like a Luigi Mangione
perforated pizza with a
hole in the middle, extra
C.E.O. topping of cheese
eggplant and olives presto!

I will siphon from the well,

and leave a Luigi Mangione

message, in italic calligraphy,
                             /
for Buachailli Bowe (in red ink)



Ps.
                      /
Buachailli Bo = Cowboy in Irish.
Phonetic Pronunciation = Bowe
It is used to describe a dishonest
corrupt devious malicious person
without a heart empathy or ethics.
I just met one recently in Ireland,
one of those Brian Thomson types
who treats (some people) like ****,
the ones who don't play golf, etc !

Ps. x 1

Spread it like slurry on the streets,
pass on, put on face book, we need
to expose these leech parasite fleas.

Ps. x 2

I don't own a gun but I have ink and
paper and a fountain pen, and Luigi.

I kissed the cloud, which
    on me, shadows cast.

    It's glass I tilted and
    swallowed darkness.

    The head that shone
   for me, was Guinness.

It is based on trade
Wind trajectories,
Roaring forties, gale
Force and doldrums.
By triangulation such
As Bermuda iSOSoles
Isolationism, locating
May Day Distress calls
Avoids GPS tracking,
Thus permitting high
Seas seizures simply.

I recall writing a dark
poem in pitch ink on
a stygian parchment.

Reminded me of when
I painted my bedroom
completely, in coal black,

but, for a brown bakelite
****, on the surface of
a gun barrel union lock.

The shade diffused what
light there was, the bulb, a
dying star in a distant galaxy.

It could have been
Bower house or
Our house but for
The Homeless in
Gaza it is rubble and
Re-bar in a mound.

An installation artist
Would no doubt coin
A wonderful title for it.

There is a distinct lack
Of colour or are all the
Photos purposely black
And white, lunar like the
Burren District of Clare.

Where Yeats said that
“ there wasn’t a tree to
hang a man nor soil to
to bury one “

Today as the risen sun
Climbed to the top of
   Tower House in
    The Guardian

     cast a crying eye
    on strife on death
      donkey pass by

(‘< propaganda’r wishes
(‘> dumbed down ducks
  A safe happy Christmas.
   Be careful of quack’ers
   Ovens micro waves and
   Barbecues. Get laid but
   Please don’t get plucked!

M’Aidez M’aidez became
May Day             May Day
Shah Mat became Check Mate.

Yet, there are people consume
Main Street Media’s daily diet
Without ever questioning it.

Chess was invented in Persia
An Islamic Muslim state, not
Arab, but there are no bishops.

Yet, there on the board either
Side of the monarch, are two.
Now why is that ask yourself ?

The papal crusades removed
The ships ( which tack ) if you
Are familiar with wind and sails,

So, why would a bishop move
Diagonally across the board?
It makes no sense, not to me!

If you don’t play chess and you
Have never sailed, then there is
An excuse for not knowing this.

Ditto if one takes MSM to be an
Accurate assessment of world
Affairs, even in an en passant.

Did they get you to use teabags
Instead of tea leaves, slice pan
Rather than a loaf of bread?

Is it cost or convenience or is
Careless consumer syndrome?
Ask yourself am I a dumbed down

                        (‘>
                         ?

In the forest, just past
Jack Daw’s place there
are a cluster of trees
next to the Crow Bar.

It can be a bit noisy at
night especially when
the Caw Bogues and
Prechains are there.

Raven up till all hours
and then they go and
perch without a thought
for anyone else in the tree.

Those who went home
early and took the lower
branches are shat upon all
night, hence Rook Bottom!






Ps Irish words
          /
Prechain (preycawn)= Crow
        /
Cabog  (cawbogue)= Fcukin Eejit

Originally known as
Snakes Belly this
County Down group,
have, according to
Gutter Press managed
to maintain number
1 position at bottom
of the charts with a
Black Christmas song
about delirium tremors.

Sung by Grand Mal in
what has been deemed
their most quaking
performance to date
@thelowlife-theatre.ie

Sink Hole Studios in
Mitchelstown Caves
said that Stalagtites
fell from the ceiling.

Christy Moore later
commented by saying
the song  “ Fake ****** “
should be banned because
it was an insult to Irish
epilepthicks dyslexsicks
and also schizophrenics.

Grand Mal said that he
was influenced by light
into darkness when he
associated it with a pint
of Guinness, but St James
Gate wished to distance
the brewery from this
vile mockery of Irish
****** Pats and of the
bands veiled reference
to Alcoholics Anomaly
in their chosen name.

Petit Mal the singers son
told Eugene Cosgrove of
The Corkman to go and
**** himself when he
was asked to comment!

Timothy Sexton’s
epileptic bell-whether
used for Angelus

Imagine being deaf.

Sitting on a train in
the underground of
London’s Metro is a
mum word metaphor.

It is said of muscles
that the ones which
remain closed should
be tossed in the bin.

Talk is only cheap if
the naysayers decide
ones echo had lost
its import, on export.

Snoop Dog
said that
white noise
was ambient

Tides ebb and flow
within all of us, even
without lunar activity.

The shores of our minds
host a nights deposit of
cognitive sediment, daily.

Those who beach comb
are consciously aware
of the sea shells secrets.

~~~~~~~~
Furrows on
the forehead
are torments
of the mind.

Pain has no echo but
it is tinnitus, to some.

One doesn’t have to
witness the splash
to read the ripples.

Feeling vibrations on
webs if compassion is
empathy, emphasised.

Invisible stitching is the
tailors art, but scars of
emotion cannot be hidden.

All addictions begin in
pain and end in pain.
Only substances change,
the rest remains insane.

Clean, dry, and sober?
That don’t mean a ****,
fear is cortisol dopamine,
we found a perfectly legal hit.

R.E.M.Terrors
(and awake ones)

I’m not just talking of
Dreams and nocturnal
Equines, but why I ask
Are night mares never
Rare up dark stallions?

Mine are, pitch as black,
With fiery eyes of a coal
Glazed un-blinkered stare,
Certainly not, teeth of a gift
Horse. Foaming at the mouth.

It is I am hostage of the corral,
Unable to flee these repetitious
Hauntings, I am wrap trapped,
Bandaged in blankets, mummified,
Rigor mortisly stiffened, with fear.



Ps

If any reader suffers this, I composed
It for you just so you are aware that
I experience it nightly, have done for
Three years, brought on initially by
Grief. It goes in the morning but a
Residue remains throughout the day.

capfiny@gmail.com

If you have any suggestions or if
You need to talk re your own pain.

Leaves glide
Undecidedly
In a breeze

Blown bubbles
Rise beyond
Ones vision

Smoke updrafts
To join passing
Clouds

Balloons fly high
To see if there is
A silver lining

Kites pretend
To want freedom
Yet mostly remain

Boomerangs rush
Off as though they
Will never return

Rain ponds, but
Slowly, it begins
To evaporate

Confetti falls just
Like snow, although,
It is unable to escape

People grow roots,
Then they anchor, in,
The forests of familiarity

God grant me the amenity
To reject the things I cannot exchange
Storage to arrange the things I can
And a woman to know the reference

This Christmas when you
Are seated with a knife &
Fork in your hands, think
Going the species you are
About to carve and chew.
Think about its habitat or
Imagine yourself there on
A farm watching it taken
Away to be slaughtered in
A dank damp dingy ******
Back street shed after being
Beaten and abused on the
Way, then standing while
Waiting to be brought in to
Have its throat cut and try
To imagine the fear and the
Crying sounds and don’t
Forget to feed your beloved
Pets a special treat on this
Special day when disbelievers
Celebrate en masse baby INRI.

This Christmas as indeed the
Last two, you may have been
Aware that I didn’t write any
Letter asking for a present. I
Am “Sans Domicile Fix” in a
Camper Van and as you know,
Homeless people are not able
To avail of anything, not even
A bank account (but then why
Should they have any money).
I would like Rudolf to know I
Am a vegetarian and that I am
Ecstatic that he is enjoying his
Retirement since you have gone
And bought a battery powered
Elon, Eco, Antler Musk Sleigh.

Long before Louis Braille
Was born, there existed a
Form of communication
Used by Geese in France
Coming up to Christmas,
Known as, remorse code.

::. “.; :;.’ :        .  ;:; “ , :::,..’

An Egyptian hieroglyphic
Specialist deciphered what
The gooses were trying say.
It goes thus “ do the Frogs
Know that it was we saved
Rome, let Notre Dame burn”

(‘<  Propagander has convinced dumbed down
(‘>  ducks of 100% vegetarianism by Christmas.

Was the tallest structure on
our planet fifty +1 star high.
Its conductor pole siphons
dark negative energy from
the black hole at night, then
during the day it casts stygian
shadows across the globe as
it blocks the light, while earth
seeks even goes round the sun.

Cut trees
Carved up animals
Choirs
Carols
Christmas

What do the atheists eat
What do the agnostics drink

And why do the secular
Seculorum’s even partake ?

Domineering vobiscums !

(‘<    it has been a lonely
period for proper gander
since <‘)  dumbed down
duck stopped listening to
his daily bulletins about
global affairs, but, as it is
coming up to Christmas
Quackery period, perhaps
it is inevitable considering
that it’s a carnivore festival
for animal lovers worldwide.
Plucking, stuffing, skewing,
roasting, basting, devouring.
We rarely eat red meat now!

98.5% of people when they
Enter a supermarket do the
Same thing, the same figure
Can be applied to consumers
Of Main Street Media. Social
Scientists are employed by
All corporate institutions to
Assess common denominators
Of the mindless masses. Lost
Leader marketing is the term.
Items such as staples are hidden
Because you need therefore find
Whereas that which you do not
Need is high viz and at eye level.
Truth (to whom it matters) is not
Gaily wrapped nor is it at eye level.
But as only 1.5% of the population
Search for it you most likely are
Unaware what it is that 98.5% do
In the supermarket. And why even
Bother to find out?  Baaa

Old, On The Fence & Err


Ps

Biden Netanyahu & Erdogan
On the way to Damascus for
Christmas to carve up Syria.


Ps x 2

Genocide Joe pardoned 3
Turkeys this thanksgiving
The feathered one, Hunter
And Erred Again in Ankara.

I have been de briefed, but, I
                  
am not looking for sympathy.
                  
At least not in the “short term”
                  
if I remain on Haulover Beach.

What is the etymology
of the word refugee ?

Someone going from
West Bank to Gaza sir !

Assad day for Assyria
Golan is going or is gone

  Turks in Idlib & Aleppo
Homs & Damascus will fall.

Tartus Palmyra & Hama
  Tayyas & Shayrat & all.

.   Outage nationwide due to
   flooding, storms and *cloud.

  Gas mains broken, Power lines
Severed, *solar panels ineffective!

Tesla drivers stranded, cellphones
unchargable, 911 calls inaccessible.

M’Aidez       M’Aidez.      M’Aidez
   SOS.                SOS.               SOS

Would you wash your
Feet with socks on?

Would you *******
With gloves on?

Would you cover your
Nose to smell the roses

Would you conceal the
Tears of your crying eyes

Would you silence the
Sound of a self made echo

Would you put bagged leaves in
hot h2o & present it as toasted milk

Would you be affronted if served
tea in a cup with a gauze ******?

Pain before injury
is suffering, after,
merely discomfort.

Stir fried noodles? No.

Galaxy listening devices.

Can you hear us out there?

Yes, we can see The Great Wall.
[][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][]
Can you see our giant chopsticks ?
                          \/
**** you too, dim sum, earthlings.

Conception creation chapter
Creditation publication page
Introduction dedication title
Index foreword epilogue end

You is what you is, or, you
Are where you’re at (may)
Not have been your fault.

I use fault, assuming that
Ones current predicament
Was not a conscious choice.

Coelho said, that when we
Wish, the entire universe
conspires to make it happen.

But there are far too many
Variables and permutations
In any considered equation.

Life is a contradiction from
The onsett, what about every
Action’s = & opposite reaction?

Joseph Calvin maintained we
We are governed not, by free
Will, but by our predestination.

If that’s the case Trumps victory
Could have been arrived at with
No need for a democratic process.

I’m not a member of the homeless
Party, there was no election, yet for
Some unknown reason, I was elected!

What a strange declaration,
One we never expect to utter
About ourselves, and, it is a
Two word equation that should
Read home + less = can you $€£
The mess I’ve gotten myself into?

Mulled Juses and
Watered Shiraz @
The cross roads.

Calvary is a bottle
Neck because of
(Punch) us Pilot.

Loaves & Fishes
Take away or free
Delivery locally.

The Resurection
Bar and grill live
Music and magic.

Crucifixion karaoke
Cakes and call girls
During happy *****.

Three wise women
Went into hiding.

They were Incensed
By Franc Gold A Mir.

The I.O.F had begun
Heroding the children.

Their evil * was visible
On bugles and banners.

Debt to all the Muslims
Said the money lenders.

Credit where credit is Dew
Shouted the pawnbrokers.

Palestinian chic peas on Davids
bagel, Izrail bans (hummus)

.      /\/ /\ \/ /\ /\/
    Is an Irish palindrome
               So is the
        Wild Atlantic Way
          \/\/ /\ \/\/
               Just as is
Waterford Wexford Wicklow
         \/\/\/\/\/\/


    

It only now dawned
On me and that is
After seing the play
Five times of which
4 were in English 1
In French, Becketts
Original script being
Composed in Paris.

En Attendant Godot
(A Secular Country)
So it is now obvious
Why Godot did not
Show up, how could
He, France is atheist.

Why has it taken me
So long to figure out?

Mono Sodium Glutamate
Is a subliminal additive to
All high street fast foods,
It has no nutritional value.
(consumers are oblivious)

              MSM

Main Street Media is ditto.

Democracy just as
a race can be fixed.
Tote’s a comulative
pool not static odds.
A totem pôle is for
Indian hyroglyphics.
But the tote bag is
for lugging grocery.
So, no matter how
one votes, even if
you spoil it or don’t
it matters not a toss.
There are no photo
finishes no each way
punts, handicaps or
disqualifications, it’s
the sport of Kings for
politicians and plebs.



Ps.

It is naieve to think
the aristocrates are
gone. Money and
power never changes
hands, tot that up!

Tell Aviv,   That
Where  The Vile
Live Evil Is Also
A   Lone   *  State
Albeit     Smaller
Than Texas They
Are Bigger Bars
T    U   R   D    S

Jackson ******* never
Used it, splat and that’s
That was his méthode.

Beckett said that writing
Was placing stains of
Silence on nothingness.

But without a doubt, ink
Is the blood of creativity
Injected on paper with nibs.

Blobs are but ponds on
The parchment, expression
Points, of a flowing nature.

Blotting paper serves no
Purpose other than absorb
Moisture from damp fingers.