Stay vs Go

My own free will put me here

No restraints keeping my neck

Upon a deeply grooved block

Whilst gleaming steel twinkles above

Suspending rope slowly eaten

By ever hungry candle flame

Testing my own determination

Desire for death over life

Go vs Stay

A test

Of my own determination

To die.

Perched on a barrel

Of dynamite and razor blades

A five minute fuse fizzing away

Query

Tick click clunk

Another reaction falls into place

No volition required

Commanded by surroundings

Actions caused by reaction by interaction

Buttons pushed, not pushing buttons

Who pressed go? on this game of life

What state will be achieved?

And what then?

Reset?

Or off…

Quitter IV

See them huddled

Just beyond boundary wall

A them to us -

Of which I’m neither.

Forbearing sufferance of a midnight drizzle

To practise their art

With little white sticks

Firmly clenched

Some hand made, some tailored straight

Sucking in great lungfuls

And exhaling clouds, like practising god-lings

Creating misty splendour in arc-lights' glow

.

Here I stand

Neither them or us

Fallen cast-out

Lost god-ling, a once was

This longing hurts

A cloud maker no more

Obsess

Night falls with a silent sigh

Soulless are we.
Twisting bones until they snap

Your heart beats no more.

Our dark thoughts surround us

How could you tear us asunder?
Devoured by your obsession.
All hope must sicken and die.

Observe

Promotion!

Joyful day!

No longer to sully your own hands

But use a lackey’s instead

Jobs you used to do in moments

Now take an age

As you instruct and they perform

And a performance it is

A most abstract art form

And the more bodies you have

The longer it all takes.

3x3

Make him run

Just for fun

With one lung

It's simple...

…

Got a wimple, with a crumple,

Stolen from a nun, during gospel,

Her outrage turned her purple,

Hardly fitting for god's pupil,

So a quick threat, with a scalpel,

Then I had to flee the temple,

Not like in a movie, and climb the steeple,

But across veggie patch did I trample,

And through some woods avoiding people,

Until I reached the old old maple,

And there I sat with my sample,

With its little rumple,

Until a man with chin of dimple,

And crimson pimple,

Said that it was ample,

To swap for his bright opal…

.

Gosh adventure games are simple…

Kangaroo

Hard to do

Western Grey Kangaroo

Choked with shoe

It Happens

Watch the angry man

See his rage pulling his strings

A mindless marionette thrashing air with tangled strings

Thrown about on stormy tides of fury

With beetroot face and heavy feet

Caricature of all angry men

Chuckle and laugh at him, but inwardly

For also

Beware the angry man

For all his amusing foolish flailing

It pays not to draw attention

Or get too near…