No Exits ~ Exist On

NO EXITS ~ EXIST ON

In the car park of a stark oblivion

best to leave your engine running

Don’t plug the spark

Don’t phone it home

all on your own

in the brooding dark

If you’ve got the app

of a beating heart

with an overflowing cup

about to break

don’t go hopping for the exit

like a white rabbit lost in transit

all hectic to be running late

for a meet ‘n’ greet

with dire fate

Don’t go scanning the trash can

like a fox on the run

Don’t go canning a living plan

so grand

whilst circling the drain

with a fearful frown

when there’s a garden party

going down

right here … and right now

in a bright

and sunny Wonderland ☀️

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Angels Strike up the Band

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Why the tears

My dear friend?

Fear and trepidation

Spreading across the land

The future …

Emerging from a past

Of processed confusion

And confected division

Is coming down fast

Like a border incursion

Those good times

High on industrialized crimes

They just couldn’t last

As the die is finally cast

Is it too late to make a stand

In a world out of order

Where even the weather

All helter skelter

Is hitting the fan?

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Outback Trek: Hebel Dreams

I dreamt upon
the flight of night
riding the backseat
of a V8 Ford Pilot
whilst a Corporate Shaman
was stealthily installing
into my right arm
a mechanism
powered by lithium
that would recharge
my iPhone
disseminate information
and track me on my trek
across an outback desert
I asked . . .
was this for my benefit
or the Corporation’s?
A vow of silence
prevented him
from answering

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Summer Seeking

Prior to Heatwave Cerberus 🙏🥵

Summer seeking
somewhere
over the horizon
under a foreign sun
These neapolitan nights
revealing northern stars
a sight so foreign
to a Down Under traveller
from where the Big Dipper
always points north
so I followed that course
leading me here to gaze
at a stranger moon
bearing scars unfamiliar
on it’s pockmarked face
Now at a loss …
the Southern Cross
even the Milky Way
seem to have somehow
all gone astray?

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The Ancient Paths

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Walking the ancient paths
of my forefathers
from a favela slum
to the mountain summit
through fields of green
far beyond
the stormy weather
singing a gypsy hymn
petitioning the heavens
for a taste of that
ever loving
Kingdom to come
Never the right answer
Always the wrong question
Is Jesus Christ
the key to eternity?
After all is said and done
He’s the one
who rose from the dead
Maybe . . .
the baby of nativity
has been thrown out
with this world’s
dirty bathwater?

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