the experienced world

     hasn’t been

             the world itself

for a long time

              now
& now    we want

    to see the world

        as we want it to be
             *
who’s speaking,

           saying this

       about the ‘world’?

   what ‘world’?
	    *
  a cute commodity

      nestles

       in my indifferent hand

as

   I bend, or bow, really,

 to sniff

      a savoury crush

            of peppermint and sage
a torn canvas awning flaps

               in slow motion,

the herbicide’s

      left dripping

                on the fronds,

    it’s picturesque, I suppose
	    *
can’t call the sentimental

         ‘sentimental’

        when it’s very moving
the next step

         is to explain it
the way you can

     ‘lose your self’

 to a tear,

   to a tremble even,

        whenever that song

begins,

when that scent

  wafts   –

                a prelude

    to loss, to getting lost
           *
     seeking a way

back –

               incapable

of turning to the classics

                   or history?
 a minor chronicler

                of moments?
           hey, stop.
    I googled

         actaeon, 
erechtheion

      I’ve never seen.
          I know the picture,

    plus the concept

of the caryatids

       (writing that line

  way back –

      ‘carrying you out

            like a caryatid’),

were they strong or subservient?
 hard to tell

     with a building

  on your back
didn’t even 
thumb the index
    of Larousse mythology!
	   *
a certain lassitude

   in completing

        the research

is not that funky
      but
everythin’ I do

     gonna be funky

 from now on
	   *
          maybe

      leap

   drop

     slip and slide

    like a penguin

           on antarctic ice
           *
  over hoaxes 
the trick

        is

de-anonymisation,
 get

    ‘better known’

is that what’s needed ?
         doubt it
           *
and the truth is scant
	   *
my week

     is my weekend
my task –

   reinvigorate ossified poetries

 by adulteration 
involve

     the ‘always’ factor –
arguments

    are always

         a social event
boredom

     is always

counter-revolutionary. always.

  (Guy Debord

       allows himself

           a double ‘always’

& so he should)
 who says ‘penned’

   instead of

    ‘wrote’ or ‘written’?
always say

 I data entered

       that poem!
	    *
middle of the dark night

  news –

suicide bombing

             in Damascus

police teargas thousands

           in Homs
messages from 2010lab.tv

              in Dortmund

and galatea resurrects

           in California
google galatea

      or go back to bed?
no need,

  you already know

       that marble revenant
click on the link

   or leave until morning?
sleep the computer

    feel your way

      in night shadows,

 bump the bulky lounge chair,

bare feet

       follow the rug edge,
           the bedroom
 the bed
	    *
the world

       dreamed,

no better than

              as is
	    *
who’s that

   saying this

      about the ‘world’?
	    *
hard to believe

            now

               but

every age will be lamented,

           even this one 
heard that

         somewhere