Sit perfectly still and be kissed
while sunning yourself
beside the heat of home-made screen
this good news, the new year brings.
Bargains by the dozen,
go out visit a crowd of mad gunmen
haunting the aisles of exploding shopping malls.
As when in irrational mood
they spray the car park with guns and food
everyone agrees shopping is ecstasy;
with the wildness on every person’s lips
that speaks direct.
I don’t care, I got here first
with mouth pursed, kneel,
to hear a final word: a loaded quip.
No fire or glamour, no words or hammer
What light is let into the empty brain ?
Is it heroin or cocaine? Or just nerve ending ?
To pause, engage, kiss
with this vast fix
that we see across the sky in smiling lips.
Have I not free will to drive in, shop and kill ?
To celebrate a
prosperous year for all fanatics
and everyone else in any
kind of racket
such as our friends in
There are lots of cameras around
with which to spy upon us.
It makes them smile
to see all that moody heat
chasing deals up and down the street.