Dorothy Orange - Cheryl Penn and Chance - Aleatory Poetry

Dorothy Orange

I thought that it meant

I don’t know what

Dorothy Orange -

That I would stay away?

What happens if ?

captures your spirit

and we’re lost

again and again

under Red Chinese lanterns

glowing Umber

swaying in a strange breeze

tumbling vigilantes

drowning in depthless

puddles at zebra crossings

looking over her shoulder

at too many yesterdays.

I thought that it meant

I don’t know what

Dorothy Orange -

That I would stay away?

May I come in?

The final starts at 9

Don’t go to the bottom

snapshots

lost in the past

moments needing protection

from fading forevers.

Can you replace me

a double shift

I’ve done your laundry

since you’re 6

Back off

eat your breakfast.

The music at present sped up

the worlds first

hydro magnetic energy is powering up but the trains

are

so

s

l

o

w

on orange grids designed by me.

When did you do this?

why?

There’s something

you’re

not

telling

me

you always look down

when I ask

Tell ME!

I need the truth.

I NEED to know.

it will hurt you

the genetics

was why

they ran away

over and over

at 7 every morning.

He wouldn’t look at me

but a point

continually

over my shoulder

he wouldn’t speak

except

in mon-o

syllables

never remembering

even

my

name.

Welcome Dorothy Orange

to the dark corridors

of home

your eyes will adjust

its better that way

as you face

your own cadaver.

Orange yesterdays

60 seconds to impact

this is not as I imagined

it would be

you had such potential

such fierce intelligence

NO!

 - you only contacted me

through your averted assistants.

Your childhood

had to be sacrificed

for something greater

have your hands

started to

twitch

Dorothy Orange?

a hyper occasion

of genetics

beginning at your age.

The greatest inheritance

I can give you

the ability to stay alive

in perpetual sunlight

on burnt orange corner cafes

classic inbox

looking at the world

and

imagining

it

better.

change is not a slogan

its persistence

and holograms

hopes and dreams, but not today.

Music choice

The Blue Danube

I thought it was your duty

to save me?

Exciting news?

no,

stainless steel corridors

someone else’s project I interrupted?

All thumbs

The cat had an orange knot

did you key in my birthday?

We’re a giant business you know

restoring investor confidence

did you have an

Orange breakup?

Plausible deniability

what was he thinking??

Did no-one declare him incompetent?

He needed you

to make

his choices clear

WHAT’s THE ONE THING?

THE ONE THING?

He wanted all the files

as I descended the steps

ghosts of 10 years

I went to Brazil

on a merry-g-round

the model thing was exhausting

as we watched boats

crash bridges

it was always

The Question.

It was always complicated

     I have to go.

There’s something on the corner

it wasn’t his fault

the blue prints

with electrical eyes

Progress on orange

stepping stones

the difference is

no one will

miss you

missing

secret stations.

Same train

EVERY morning

a secret station

Cell phone on silent

     Hey -

         Can I see you?

The music tumbled down

familiar pathways

spontaneous outreach

the robot turned red-orange.

Its market day

can we salvage

the ground rules?

Stop humming

venom extraction

and don’t tell me I look

amazing

The light is in my eyes

and

its tears you’re touching,

not water

f

a

l

l

s

He WAS an electrical grid

splendid ice-cream

rummaged whispers

have you been following me?

going no-where

just watching 

transcribed brick walls

and spiders

weaving stones.

Just once a day,

some days

every day

to make sure

they drink from the orange cup

of primordial pain

an oral exam

for Oxford.

(the music was appropriate)

     Vangelis?

I was sent away

I tried to forget everything

including you

we were both dumped

pebbles crossing a river

skipping

like empty briefcases

spandex extra terrestrials

eventually

everything will be alright?

H G wells and the Invisible Man

     ask them

THEY dropped

separate orange coins.

I wanted them all to see me

but no-one did

he drowned in the first

hydro-magnetic power

surge.

The image became

just data

and the city

died

just

a

digital

realm.

On opening the cupboards

in a digital realm

beware of

flying suits and

breaking stories.

Its just DogTown, Boys.

Direct Nerve System Interface.

Re-directed trains

on empty platforms

petri dishes

of completed downloads

a deal

with foreign powers

elimination of existence

from Rembrandts tomb.

There’s something else

I cannot be replicated

replicated

replicated

I have destroyed

My Boy

nothing in this world

to protect

what I have created

(Bach?)

A containment team

dressed by Zhang Xu

in orange???

The symphony was

magnetic

Do you need me?

I need you.

I had a friend once

it didn’t work out

yeah,

me too.

Radio Active Isotopes

Amazing what one can do

In a bedroom.

Are you still going to Oxford

he never made it to human trials.

I thought

it would be easier

this way -

time to let it go?

share the victory

a shot at something great

while opening large handled

glass doors

April 29^th

I need an access code

transfer the list

what did she want

on the orange river

the next move?

Remember me?

(Planet Suite).

 a defining moment

you’re wrong

  we’re moving forward

with or without you

are you onboard?

music gathering momentum,

spilling over costly books

chaos knocked on doors

the future

lies in

Well Wells

and diagnostic tests.

You had it ALL THIS TIME?

 There’s no reason we

shouldn’t be together

make an orange choice

between two domes

crime scenes

while the Other

climbed into a manufactured suit

and desired

the cut of

transmission lines.

Nebula’s?

Repeat Planet Suite

(and ask Holst)?

Rod said

Rhythm Girl

Is this enough -

Jumper cables

and Praying Mantis

you know you need me - don’t hang up!  

Two years

everyone out

it was decided to fight

the best (?) way they could

my question

can I count on you?

It’s a Word War out there

Semantics shot to pieces

on chaotic wave lengths -

will the scholar-ships

still hold?

you phoned your father

and he wanted

to spend

some

time alone

with

(her/them/him/she/HER)

She?

 No disrespect!

MAKE TIME!

She reminds me of Dorothy

without red shoes

and yellow brick roads

its bright orange beauty

and

We would have liked

everything to change

the few last transcripts

but

no one can feel sorry

     - Dorothy -

I feel everyone has a right to know.

Dorothy Orange

we were so SPECTACULAR

on supersonic skateboards.

Come my beauty, rise,

though your underbelly

lies exposed.

Vodka anyone?

We’re on our way to Mars

flying clockwork pieces

(Not Orange).

Sing Me a Song - Cheryl Penn and Chance.

Bricks

cheated  of their savings

asked the question

when there’s no body

is it murder?

O MAN! Get a Danish -

it makes the mind clearer.

Get me some ice

or a new partner

A lack of conviction

killer philanthropy

she wants to speak to you

(juvenile services)

Slow Move Towards

AN Exit

it roughs up the scouts

AND

she wants

to return to the streets where she can

see

in the dark.

and be

a graceful  linerlocked folder                        

in deep relief

lost in patterns

of Radiating Ladders.

let me show you something

the gem of the orient

Buster Warenski’s  metal cup

with viable switchblades

you have me confused

with a rib jersey

its my destiny

will we bleed out?

The notes made

his hands burn

and the sky was so dark

the dance -

he did not want to do this

clashing swords

mind your heads

we can play

but not forever

one day it will be real

I said STOP!

Oath of the  Horatii

over the fireplace

what/where was this anyway?

the best interrogator

on the force

Or justice

counting coins

may I help you?

the man, the myth or the legend?

how are you dealing with this?

she’s scheduled to be

displaced

please step back

a snatched kid

what don’t you understand?

track the blows

the responsible must be brought to justice

(Counting Coins?)

I made a promise -

so?

I was up there

we all know that much

it was covered,

but not at first

you saw in the dark?

I can see in the dark.

I TOLD you

I can see in the dark.

the city through the windows looked

normal?

leave now

before

it gets real.

look into my eyes am I lying?

mind you

that’s just a theory

if I didn’t pay who did?

A drop off point -

a mastermind

in the stratosphere.

what are you talking about

weather balloons rise up

getting colder and colder

brittle

We all crack under pressure.

were you ever here?

the timing

works out.

if you find it

will you let me go?

that’s the deal

lift the man hole

she’ll use a pen to break free

from the shadows

lack of light

and all that is not right.

She told the truth

you’re going to need these

while she runs

and returns to the streets where

she can see

in the dark.

to what do I owe this honour?

Now that you mention this

can we stop the dance?

you have proof?

I only heard

Don’t be modest

you’re the crown prince

of parking lots

what are you protecting?

who gave the order

to commit

the offence of that address?

There’s a rumor

a trouncing

revenge?

(…---…)

How did you get this?

It wasn’t hard

it will give you nightmares

I have those anyway

he promised

do you BELIEVE?

he will try -

of that I am certain.

You cant but trust me

I told you

THERE’s A WAR COMING

and

Nobody looks for a dead man.

This war

why?

I just know

its justice counting coins

in desolate blocks

     a road trip

 and sultry voice

believing that’s plenty

BUT

let me take a closer look -

I need more than good pipes.

I need a weapon.

light as seeds

I seem to have

fallen through time

sing me a song

of time that has gone

send me a day

cold and unseen

trimmed with the sky

the commander of moors

are you here of your own

choice?

Steel blue gaze

I appreciated your concern

slipping on anger

like a glove

but I’m a guest

Very well then

STRIKE HER

the high land

of galloping hooves

a heaviness

the standing stones

my own people on tumbling sands

respect or hostility?

the mud clung

with no recognition

a child that has seen too much.

a village

enemy territory

but the horses were tall

the men fierce

will you sing me a song?

follow me

through

the lilac surprise

always

a story to tell

Are you famished?

Need I say more?

You may look the part

or

informally the chief

but

I fail to

understand a single word

Y

elusive

at best.

Yellow bulbs clashed with neon light 

the coffee was stale.

What’s this?

dark sunlight

tall medieval windows

a tragic death

a progressive plan

for the asylum.

The chandelier caught

the light bulb flashes

and bounced off

tomorrow

- a day of celebration.

Land is coming his way

and the plates must be

PERFECTLY clean.

What did we share

you cross a line

freedoms we take for granted

on lands not our own.

Puzzling?

Your sympathies are muddied

fired upon in broad daylight.

Dark shadows

shaped like books

turning the pages of

curiosity

Holy Writ.

Are you hiding?

Hiding?