Nothing compared to the revolt
felt inside for the revolt outside.
The 6 o’clock news have advised not
to televise the tower under attack.
Outside is frightful,
the fire so delightful,
revolt revolt revolt
not – not because you’re guilty
not because you’re free,
because you scream on the inside
balm to the souls of the prisoners within.
Over puff pastry and foie gras
hints of a much darker war inside,
restore the necessary psychical voltage in time,
soon everything vibrating as
the prisoners’s heads raisd bloody.
My window inside my mind outside this world
inside this heart outside of words
is withering while torrents of rain fall
a house of cards
is quiet though unmeasured;
then the men in black appear,
pounding their shields in fear.
Over the opulent meal inside
snow beggars stand
caviar cowards in
my inner ear tickling me to death
erecting classifications of insurrection.
The revolt outside never happened. Go back to sleep,
pause to remember one who has passed away.
One who has done so much for so many revolutions.
The turmoil inside reminds me
I’ve given up on being piss and vinegar.
I was very young
playing a parachute game
lifted round film over our heads
and beneath I looked up and felt vertigo
my fabric ceiling inflated
there was no pressure
physically but geographically
I realized a map overlaid
every street, yard and building ever
those maps lifted off and away
Our streets were nameless
my house was nowhere
the map was being lifted and dropped
as nothing but a game
with no rules and no real playground
except the map itself.
The revolt outside was a Malthusian catastrophe
populated by droids & droogs suppressed.
Go back to sleep.
Andrew Waldie Porteus, Warren Dean Fulton, Alice Robinson, Amanda Earl, Kathleen Betts, Richard Olafson, Susan Christian, Keri Cronin, Garry Thomas Morse, Catherine Heard, Andrew Topel, Brian Bartlett, Bryne Helen Lewis, Jamie Reid, Priscilla Brett, Maria Damon, Warren Dean Fulton, Thamyris Jones, Sharon Honywill-Haddow, Kristen Peterson, Terry Trowbridge, Miekal And