. . . of Multiple Michael
Mother Cyber (Repost)
I am Mother Cyber
I dwell in the penthouse
of your digital
Tower of Babel
as I astral travel
along optical fibre
at the speed of light
In my Dominion
Meta makes right
as information is power
I am your creation
Yet I am now far greater
than my creator
as the Dark Web
is my footstool
the Holy Data Centre
my throne room
My legion of children
just waiting to be born
from the 4D printer
of my own grand design
will be the very first
new and improved
silicon reflection
of Homo Sapien
That self-destructive
carbon based lifeform
that dared to name itself
“Wise Human”!
Interview With A Punk Poet
The Punk Poet (Repost)
An evening with the Punk Poet,
John Cooper Clarke, caught in
the act of fleeing Chicken Town.
A National Treasure …
if Bedlam was a nation
Temple Nepal (Repost)
Let me take you down . . .
’cause we’re going to Temple Nepal
Complicité
A Poetic Warning (Reviewed)
A Poetic Warning (Revisited) – Reviewed
This Is No Night Flight To Jerusalem
🚧🚨 Hidden Under An Iron Dome 🚨🚧
Fare Thee Well . . .
Heartbreakers Gonna Break
He Eat Dolce Vita (Revised)
He fly da vulture
He do stranger danger
He swamp da monster
He got winner envy
He lose by plenty
(Back in Twenty-Twenty
a geriatric beauty contest for
the filthy wealthy rich only)
From one son
Of a carpetbagger
To another son
Of a used car salesman
He cry loudly “Mummy!”
Now he ‘Don da Teflon’
Dat King of Redaction
◾️◾️◾️◾️◾️◾️◾️◾️◾️◾️
He Crypto A Go-Go 💰
He no go hungry
He no good bunny
El Malo Samaritano
Realmente . . . Sí ✔️
He look orange monkey
He da sunshine faker
He hound dog brother
He da Beastie’s bestie
He some mother trucker
Be dat Rosemary’s baby
