Showing posts with label aleatory writing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label aleatory writing. Show all posts
Tuesday, 21 May 2024
Sunday, 20 December 2015
SO, how was YOUR day?
So, how was YOUR day?
but
then
you
get to live with
IT
within
eyes and ears
and
forest withdrawals
getting
their/our people
back
right
now,
there
are no sides.
the
child’s a survivor
she’ll
get through this thing
but
what was the
whisper
and
who was it for?
makeshift
gates
the
lights came on
just
in time
but
her eyes -
they
held no trust.
Moving
fakes aside
(no
one
could have thought
THAT was Vermeer).
Today
we
marched together
I
thought.
I
had to I
had to
I
had to I had to I had to I had to I had
to I had to I
had to I had to
they were ready to talk
but so were we
Now,
no chance for truce
when
horror runs through
the
camp
of
foundational
fears.
wait
!!
you’ll
be heard -
JUST
recognize pain
for
what
it is.
standing
there,
it
came to me
the
order we woke up in.
(Previously)
its
always with hindsight isn’t it.
(marvelous
subatomic stuff)
Shaking
the realization of
WHAT she’d done.
don’t
be too hard
that was
another time
another
leader
trying
to save
everything
that happened
too late.
be
responsible
for
selected sides
THEY said
she’s
free to go
but
the
seconds faded
the
morning drew on
too
late to prove
we
were not afraid
watching
for movement
troubled
I
would never see you again.
buying
time
on
free fall markets
spent
minutes
kept
in strongholds
detained
for treason
ferocity past imagining
we’re
ALL
trying
to find a way out of this
sparks
of light welding time
that
time
the time before an imperfect
physical stepping into the abyss of beyond
(here and there)
hands tied and willing to consider
time spent with visionary voices
speaking face to face understanding pain.
do
you see anything?
because
you cant see
do you
think its not there?
checking
again
still no
sign
watching
rising moons tethered to reality
are you
reading?
Do you
copy?
MayDay Today.
closing
outer doors
mental
seminal realities -
why did you come?
how long before
you leave?
enough
have wept
(the
things we’ve done
to
survive -
do
they define us)?
what
if we are
who
we are now
surrounded
by
manual
overrides
capital
crimes
taking
blame
but
not moving closer
and that blame?
you
bleed for nothing.
NOTHING!
spare no
expense
the spot
an
altercation
blood on
the carpet
MOZZIES
like Messerschmitts
(the
morning pep talk)
processing
loss
life
soldiers
understand
the
cruel but unyielding concept
there
are always suspects
within
broad black strokes
and
voluminous
views
over
grey skyscrapers.
(SO
WHAT ARE WE PAINTING MAAM?)
Maam?
not
friendly
this
environment
that
is ferocious
a secret
wish for nasty things
the
glass
reflected
the past
and
the future
2
buses and a train
strangers
in a strange land (in here)
laughing
about making it (out there)
help
me -
have
you any idea
how
veins
travel
through marble?
I
caution you
they
doesn’t travel down
after
work hours
(today
new
antiques
tomorrow)
I
want to be involved
we
found this key
make
sure it gets back to me you know he was an only kid - a long time ago - bearing in mind you experience time
(and
tide)
a little differently.
- brutal
- not an adventure,
- a pointless exercise
(you’re afraid), (so am I) but risking your life for something you believe in -
was
it worth it?
There’s
a car on a hoist someone working in its belly.
its
not my first case
floating
boats on locking mechanisms
distress
levels
in
red zones
strange
accents
doing
magic
on
evidence.
guys
like you
in
places like that
maybe
there can be a deal?
What’s
the date
Am
I still doing today?
shall
I get a lift with Tina?
paper
shreds
all
in vain
the
parking level matters not
and
the lights
they
took the fall.
committing
fully to the protection
of
another
creates
a paradox
of
risk
their choices
are out
of our control.
you stick
with me
I’ll take
care of you.
Enter
the night -sky
close
the blue door
she
rowed
a
moonlit river
certain
nothing was real
the
bell
its
sound was 7.25
candle
lit blur
he
forgot to plead forgiveness
running
on moors
trying
to escape
this day of all days.
the
dude who copies locks
do
you know what kind of key this is?
will
it unlock frustrated attitudes and existential questions?
Will
it knock the shadows from cave walls
allegorical
disputes in arrears
will
the rows of keys and
locks
keep THEM at bay?
have
you done the test?
It’s
a no
not
meant to be after all.
what
are you doing here?
what
answer would you like?
listen
I’m
sorry
Tell
me what happened
he didn’t
show
I
was ready to do this HUGE thing
and
then he didn’t show
why
are you smiling - because you’re back
this
is you - you’re back
and
we’re unraveling
does
this mean
I
should muster
my
star pupils for a field trip?
she
tore the veil
and
told him to
wake
up
brushing
butterflies
off
his chest
Where
are we?
First
I have to show you something
it
all rewound
and
certain corridors were blocked
those
of course were the ones
where
she needed to be.
do
you have a better idea?
She
could see his eyebrows rising.
I’ll
send his resume
man
to man
compromise
my integrity
live
with whatever you earn
and
don’t underestimate
suffering in silence
rarely a smile
feeling guilty
using
the big guns
for secret discussions
on plus size couches.
MAN!
we
were ALWAYS
in
alternate realities
a
sink hole
some
story
I’m
a therapist
but
their disbelief
(shadowed
faces)
was
palpable
we’re
better off without you
he
closed the door
and
said
I’ll
find what’s there
I
lost everything too
open
your door
lets
share
(while
thoughts continue to pile).
everything
was long gone
before
that
sometimes
what
can we change
who
are you trying to change
me
or you
it
comes down to falling beams
endless
seems
and
places to live
everything
fairly
squarely
always
substituted
authenticities.
CRISSX-CROSSX
time
divides
brackish
river
spraying
gunmetal sparks
I’ve
been through this
before
you
know that you can talk
(to
me)?
he
told me to come to his old place
waiting
in the garage
- it looked like
him
- but it wasn’t him
matched
fingerprints
should
identify persons
taken
into custody.
I
saw the
look
the
installation
the
evidence -
why
would you do all that
looking
beneath the water
from below
above
there
is no going back
an
unwired source
said
- it’s the edge, the flying papers the chaos
the
knock on the door
heralded
her
(unexpectedly)
(guarded)
YES!!!!
I’m on my way!
in
airport departure
lounges
they
don’t like spies
or
mistakes
(like they used
to)
the
cable says
can
we find a solution
to
the current situation
an
apology
public
appeasement
but
trials are scheduled
already.
(A
life NOT for the faint-hearted).
redefine
‘right
away’
eating
noodles
that’s
fast
even
in
that part of the
world
turn
a prison guard
king
Arthur’s round(ish) table
what
will move them?
high
tech defense system
chess?
pawns
and castles
ALWAYS
jostle
the king.
this
is a preview
wait
I
know where it is
lets
go there
right
now
lets
go
to
a world
where
you cant catch me
no
matter how hard you try
HOLD
ON
NOT
SO FAST
its
different
when
the questions
are
not yours.
Large
trays of fresh baked bread
the
smell
a
formidable workforce
the
pause
brought
a beautiful smile.
For
what its worth
a
touch
can
make you move on
from
here to there
Are
you here?
today
was not my favorite day
but
it wasn’t all bad
I
thought it was what you wanted
just
not today
if
you want to talk
I
can do that too
done
pretending
not
enough absolution
in
a fantasy world
the
grey came so fast
the
voices were calling.
SO,
how did YOUR day go?
Saturday, 22 August 2015
Untitled But Something to do with time and colour.
Untitled (but
something to do with time and colour).
Aleatory Verse
by
Cheryl Penn
the moments -
they’re all
around us now
incorporeal
pale
residual hours
the core of
a minute
functioning at full capacity
while gun shots blow doors
and the Sent Ones
attempt
to flee.
29 hours door to door
and 10 before that
the mind is unsettled,
tearful
blue-grey.
If I get to the place
where I cannot turn back
please
-
come look for me
bring the Trojan
horse
I’ll need a side kick.
When trucks
pull up
ochre dust rolls
along with the screams.
It was previous to this
The Mad set the code.
(dressed in yellow
on splattered pristine
floors).
she didn’t
know
41 minutes 36 seconds
that THIS
was where it all started.
What are you willing to do
in the end -
is one love all that matters?
lights flickered when he arrived
unexpectedly
a guarantee to fail
it was Thursday
when
we discussed
possible time travel.
I always debated
I wanted to show you
you CAN
go back
to the end of the beginning.
How does it work
No - (rather)
did it work?
everything started
to cool once more
it may have been awkward
but
there are never clean
exits.
You tried to make right
don’t wear guilt (a
night-black cloak)
Back to lock-up
(more intelligence
than effort is worth).
why wasn’t there
room?
The pages bind
us
in one pallid
volume
forever.
I’ll look for you
(I promise)
down the rabbit hole
may
I bring a torch?
I never thanked you
for what you did
pulling me
away from that darkness
reeling
in carmine streets
unsure but aware
even The Smart would scatter.
he called
so loud
and
shrill
but the protagonist
- he wouldn’t answer
he had other fish to fry
besides; the red credits
gave nothing away
except
this was war.
an original series?
Or a pre-recording?
The rules don’t seem to change.
Just little
fading
obscure
messages of senseless comfort.
What am I supposed to be looking at?
I can’t
fix my eyes
such a
great distance
so you’re bringing it here?
carbon dated
grey
soft tissue
fragmented antique
I need stellar past samples
as we barter legacies.
the blow was unexpected
where is
the army?
this is where
you get
screaming shadows
and gyrating blows.
Would
you like to hear
my
initial reports?
91 years of memories
disappeared in a moment
even the distant memory of me.
Everything is forgotten in death
even the debt he owed.
They were friends
once
BUT MAN!!
the despair
we couldn’t watch the rest.
so they’re not with you?
eyes met
to settle
an unexpected outcome
loser
takes all.
this time there was no heartbeat
on the other side
no orange vitals
he was dying
(and)
flickering spiders
continued to weave.
Skip a year
there was no
valid name
do you NEED dark eyes
to identify the citizens
of battleships?
Barbed wire keeps them in -
ignore
warnings at your peril.
why did you choose THIS path
turning your back
on unopened envelopes
you didn’t want to read
numbers on a wall
pages born in affliction
separation by existence
a traveller alone?
did you think you could view peace
eye to eye?
your discontent is your endurance.
Another yellow slip sliding away
opening doors
night trains
(If I knew you I’d remember)
1 second
change
and events are forever not
the same
planted dreams
before questioning
did he really cross the divide?
the walls were pale blue
(unexpectedly)
the panic
button SO RED.
discover the voltage
which generates the past
cadmium power
that turned everything viole(n)t
he couldn’t understand
his own surprise.
the memories grew dim
of things left behind
a future he changed
under the influence
of deluded defiance
the skyline a silent partner
of unresolved investments.
every time we climb these steps
to a green room
(locked)
nursery rhymes
haunt the air
a staged place
three in the mirror
contributing to research
May I?
Statements of platitude
reflected in plans
you wouldn’t concede
difficult paths
you wouldn’t tread
why should you?
Its near proof
of running twisted hair
malevolent fingers
a mother taken
so long ago
softly falling tears
no protection
you CAN be a daughter again.
and The Traitor
he secured our future
we thought was our own.
Back there we couldn’t loose him
we overload and break
again
and again
is this the prediction
the resetting
the
unexpected change?
We had to leave him there
in rooms on fire
after all that
- did we lose?
-
vulnerable to all
I am the clock
Look on my face
yes, I did everything for you
you wanted
and watched and demanded
we succumbed
you
You had NO
control.
That large glass chronometer
a great space
Gothic
and hollow
chandeliers of missed opportunity.
Red stuffed armchairs
I was too slow
light through a closing door
scratched out faces
a petrified corpse
no blue Danube enterprise.
(la-la-la-la-LA-LA-La-la).
He was manipulating the past
to set the present
a call from The Institution
slamming doors
extinguished light
runners set for failure.
there is something
you’re not saying
the cycle must happen
its time to unwind
to repeat and conquer
he was in this from the beginning
a real horror story
set in motion
but those participating
always pretending
always PLAYACTING.
they buy the truth
for cheap
a catapult
a life just like yours
that never ends
they needed
keys
to the game of death
the site of all action
and she?
she never stopped not saying
all the words she meant.
Why cant we just anticipate
the beauty
of an uncertain future?
Destroying
the world to save
one person you love -
is that what matters?
his trip was one way.
And Us?
We
all out of time.
Time flies past
minutes on a airborne clock
will it work out for me?
nothing functions
with only 2 minutes to go.
how much do you want it?
its so close
so close
its fragrance overpowers.
(its
a risk always
I
wouldn’t even touch it
said
Alice
from
inside the Trojan Horse).
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