9.Map of Storms by Duncan McGibbon (best free e reader TXT) 📖

so perversely
wrought upon students and upon staff
that he appeared on philosophy's behalf
O'Pine in summing up defined that neither
could ever disappear nor could appear.
On the other hand the prisoner had stolen
light from the greatest Academic cavern
yet had no burns to show that he's been underhand.
The same could not be said at first hand.
At which he gave the jury their dismissal
and sent both lawyers his epistle.

Sentence

Judge “Of course he's guilty. That isn't the point” W.K. Graham (dram.A.A. Milne)

You have been found guilty
of the theft of a priceless
illusion
from the Western cultural
inheritance
This is uncommon and
abominable crime
for which only the maximum
penalty is suited.
The sentence of this court
is the same as any other
where the predicate
hangs on the subject.
Bound by your own words,
it all hangs on the evidence
and the evidence against you
is strong enough to bear you.
You are admittedly
an abstraction
but from here you will
be taken to an abstract extreme
of logical space and
as abstraction depends on abstraction
there hung on what ever
conditional counts
as the hanging
participle
and on the types
in your vicious circle.

The Appeal

‘I know’d what ’ud come ’o this here mode ’o doin’ bisness.
Oh Sammy, Sammy, vy worn’t there a alleybi!’Dickens

The appeal was self-evident,
as was the glamour and the fame.
The truth like light, is always bent:
the way it swings, always a shame.


2. Stills


1. The Swamp Thing

Commando:”Sorry, Bruno. It's every man for himself; God against all.”

So maybe something just went wrong.
The rescue came unstuck and took too long.

She lay down, wet, upon a hollow rock.
Numb from exhaustion, or from shock.

While the thing, confused all was not over,
shied from acting the amphibious lover.

The thrill of capture and the dive
upset it now it found itself alive.

So what her peachy, uncensored skin;
or he, his fine, iridescent fin?

They knew it was their finest hour
to depart this slimy bower.

He, glaucous, to the abstract air;
she, so elegant, to instinct's flair


2. The Time Machine

Hartdegen: “You're forgetting one thing. What if?”


Fleeing the Morlock's doomed city
the narrator slips. His lethargy's the pity.

His love has gone ahead of him
into an Arcadian groves so dim.

He has his price. The cannibals lack his fire.
While that mahcine rots away in a mire.

In time they will catch him in their snares.
So he ran out of time, who cares?


3. The Hit

Willie; I'm not scared.
Braddock: You gotta be.
Willie: Why? Cause everyone else is?


Earnest Reason, opening another road,
expounds beneath the viewfinder's sights
Herr Anger taps his earphones for the code
that signals time to put out the leader's lights.
Meanwhile Miss Psyche lies
behind false premisses, used as barns,
which Anger takes over for the spies.
He has put her, trussed in ancient yarns,
and in a contrary mood to General Goode.
Hidden as free Will, he knows he is no fool
not quite, an opposite to Anger, but he could.
control the Agents, Self and Rule
who step up from the foundations
in a circular tactic, a valid feature.
to prove intent, but spare interpretations.
Goode wants in to proposition Psyche.
Self wants all the action. Rule alone
abandons Reason and Anger hits his zone.


Isobar : Closedown


Nunc Dimittis

Blood-soaked Graf Bismarck
drew steel from the Rhur
Lister, old Lamarck,
Dunant and Pasteur
marched out of the ark
to campaign for cure.

Dukes in the Kinsky
weighed out each bet,
while Lobatchevsky
prevented upset.
Chance had its ruler
in Leonid Euler.

Chomsky and Weaver,
for the State Department,
worked like the beaver
on their argument
that Skinner's receiver
was a lousy deceiver.

Brute power has begot
a self-dealing hand.
Now peacetime forgot,
how to be underhand.
Human progress has a plot:
supply demands our lot.


Closedown


The reporters and starlets fade out,
bounced from their photon screening thing.
They can't beat what the show's all about,
live on the scene of nothing. Imprint

Publication Date: 12-14-2009

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