DATA STREAM PURE CORRUPT 18/5/02
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Some god,
snickering.
Angels blowing
wax candle trumpets,
their wings
rising
to the sun 
of god
melting into shape.

I cannot
hear here
hear here,
place me
black ,white
my fate
saying
hear here,
hear here...

Dust rising
bomb site
my birth
control
bomb sight
dust choking
bomb birth
transform earth.

You are wired
to me, 
flying,
somehow
dying
to be
a part of me.
 
 
 

The door is open,
open to me,
open to me.

My arm flying to you
raised.
My arm flying to you
broken.
My arm flying,
melting
into shape.

Diamond coal-dust 
squeeze,
my hand,
super
absolutely.
Lie to me
expel 
me, 
with all my debt.

My skin flying
being 
me
without borders,
being 
you
separate.

My skin
is 
your skin,

hear here,
hear here.
 

Defend: 
my wall,
surrounds you
inside
the gates,
we play
ringing.

U, will have to go.
Where are you?
Where are you?
Can't you see my skin?
Worn again,
I am with you 
flying
to you
flying
to you,
to me.

Hear here,
Hear here.

Penetrate 
my heart,
tick tock,
watch 
my heart,
walk 
toward you,
crying,
echo
thump
echo
thump.
 
 

This arm,
now army,
before us goes,
swords and all,
before us goes.

I am calling 
dialling you,
I cannot
contact
the bomb crew.
 

Where are you?
Where are you?
flying dream like 
green
I hear
a child
scream,
calling to you
calling to you.
Penetrate.
My viscous faith
stands naked.
stands,
my arm
sets off 
your metal detector
sorry.

Sorry, 
I spoke.
The door is open
open to me,
open to me.
 
 


Under,
always
blankets forming
skin,
your weight begins
to crush me.

You,
angel,
god,
pin
me down
yield,
stand.

The door,
calling,
 I see you falling
to earth.
The door, 
crushing,
open.

Lesion,
separate,
construct,
educate,
prejudice,
titillate,
needle,
suck.

The door is open,
open to me,
open to me,
orbiting.
 
 

mac dunlop poetry © 2002