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Michael John Sep 2024
ketchup as in the
blood
some mojo sealed
impossible and red

from a negative to a
could-
more felt
less angst-be

possibly..
i mean if i tried
god would love me..
why not

from tepid to hot
from to too
from two
to trot

so donne my wings
and cloud
be proud-
be a part

have a heart
swoon above
find some sort of
love..
Michael John Sep 2024
i?
i?

how she changed from death,
there must have been a moment,
illusive as jam on toast..

there must have been a breath,
what they call an epiphany,
maybe..

she said long time dead!?
not so much left
what alternative..?

ii

what is better then why
it is a beginning-
the aroma of fresh java!

what next?
a jump into the unknown
eggs benedict..

life
and ketchup
the only way..
Michael John Sep 2024
i_
i_

lily says, sometimes i like
my stuff and then others it is
interchangeable as a shopping-list-

don´t forget!
the washing up liquid or
what does that say..

just one more pantheist
another god-bread or
lost in the snack aisle..

ii

no,there is nothing memorable
(when nearly home will
i remember..)

but i ask nothing
only pleasure
a smile at the check-out..

iii

and the receipt-what i
paid (and the correct change
would be nice..)

she says if i got my moneys´
worth, how i changed
from death..
Michael John Sep 2024
i/
i/

bogged down in
raw material
will you toss me a vine?

will you stand
at the peripheral
giving advice-

don´t struggle!
will you smile?
as the mire gets

higher and higher
will i see god in
glorious techni-colour or/

or the devil in
art-house sepia..
o the price of pop-corn..

some such thought
be my last..
blowing bubbles..
Michael John Sep 2024
i and ii etc

mandible, i like
some words just
fiddle in the  brain

like too much mead-
a stranger in from the cold-
a penny a pint..

ii

(just so someone is
beautiful
means not i want

to put my
appendage in
their orifice..)

iii

two more words that
resonate like lover´s
first glance..

-their beauty may bore
them like a closing time
on a saturday..

iv

are you going to write
a poem, lily..?
i don´t know..

i have to clear my
mind-i am bogged
in the raw..
Michael John Sep 2024
i
i

i have my mother to thank-
we stood in the back yard
and watched the sky
for hours and hours-

did n´t know a constellation
from a plate of chips..
in this i feel i am not
alone..

ii

what about ants?
i like watching them too
she says

do you think they are
all the same
or, is their wiseman

and seer..amid their
number-is their one alone
who knows oblivion..

spurns popular culture
and says-love is all,children
love is all-mandible..(word)..

iii

i see you found your sensemilla
it was under the chair
sometimes things in plain

view are best hidden..
like love you mean?
mandible..
Michael John Sep 2024
i

what of the spider
do you fear, lily,
no more than the whale

a question of circumstance
and scale..
phobia is irrational

or there is an older tale
break a leg and dinner
for you-know-who..

ii

easy to see them evil
nature and devil
synonymous..

we south paws do
that pantheistic shuffle
and adore the stars..
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