A decision

Verse
two months later
he said I am.. am mad
am I ?
yes
london ,caider,

verse
his madness
his mouth was black by laudanum
a mouth she couldnt kiss
want to kiss

verse
impatient for change
revolution 3
kissed by artaud a catastrophe
whether I am

verse
1966] this ends put an end to an intolerable life
disaster
towards insanity
ends "3 again

final verse
scream screa..
act hamlet
derision and solitary
affronted and child
act damn no crying

verse
what end is in sight
direct me
plague as it is
as it is actual
as madness is actual
hide yourself away
a reference to him"
direct me

verse
I see gide down there watching
cry
how me
the kiss
edges of love in cruelty
honesty or death
what good is sentiment
scream

final act

verse
the jacket restrains me
attack me opiates and disease
singing and
screams

A one  second edit

One second edit time
some flash for a moment
images not words or rhyme
residue on a tv screen
scripts into a wire
and scream if its been done
then gone.. until time renews
some subconscious flaw
saturation bites even a fly
sordid money to suits challenge
too many to be sane
land owned by guns or Cain
shells of men sow empty fields
how and when stealing within a law or a lie
stalking that what's not
plastic fame for a plot and claim
the moon in the portfolio window pane
while harm is a drug of no matter or aim
infected and smug as refuse
the drover and Hellions ride unshod
leading Dante into the flames of abuse
no crime to want more ..from a god

The putrid ark

Where do these words go
two by two
brown and blue
christ knows where
god knows who
in the putrid ark
entered two by two
the dying to herd them in
all dead refuted
lies to tell
of animals too
an empty shell sailing on the swell
all four winds taking her on
a sinking ship, but not to tell
soldiers on a putrid ark
within a captain of fear
a traitor within that wooden sphere
some odd man takes the helm
bloated now with a shallow bark
far from a land laid low,  once a pastoral realm
so dark and slow the years
with a dream of going down
.. in an ark

Cute Barabbas

The passenger becoming  
waiting on the steps
the broken unwedded man
no bride in the naked night
moonshine sold for more if he can
Barabbas where do you find the time?
making the moonshine fit for all asunder
now past a time for sleep
you toil this night in and weep
cute little man, you mean no harm
then hands are crossed
with shine and deals are done
your face sets off another 
 a cute young sod . now his way is clear

a judge or jury within us all

 .. I fear   

Storm

'Pass quietly', she asks
the wind howls
'blow away this shrill chord of sadness,' she moaned
bring soft breezes for my pallid complexion'
he listens not
'brutalize me then, you care for nothing but pleasure,
..I will go my way without you ..send the wind and storms'
I see them coming.. dark and with menace'
ivory clouds run in sheeplike clothes, indigo and darkness rising in her blacked out sky
a bloody flag carried on his back
he hunches then stares at her blankly
..'you will not have me old man '