Yummy it’s big font!
Yummy it’s big font!
Oh yeah all about interesting things
One never knows the devil’s in the detail
Some people overlook obvious things like swastika
forehead tattoos
They tell ya “ya just gotta hear him talk
It’s not what ya think,
He’s got some interesting angles”
Now I’m out in the deep end
& all my parameters have abandoned ship
& I’m stuck in the fringe
& I’m thinking
“not sure this smells right?”
When you’ve lost 12 o’clock
You’re a sitting duck
Or rowing up ship creek
Avec sans paddles
I know that’s not the right French
That’s literalism
That’s the other angle
The word of god in red
& there’s also revisionism
Where the goodies are now the baddies
& there’s cynicism
Can’t trust anyone
Lao Tzu
Trust everyone especially the untrustworthy
I trusted my exwife
She was my anchor
But she abandoned me
There’s also futurism
I wanna fuck a robot
Anyway, all a bit sad
I don’t know myself
Is this the knowing of oneself
When Socrates said “know thyself”
He didn’t say try living with yourself
After years in the black communities
I’m now in the white communities
& left is right
& visy verka
Not sure what this piece is about
Just saying
It’s fucking scary when you’re on shifting sands
The only thing I can trust
Is that newborn I met today
Who smiled with me
& the great City Garage Theatre
From Santa Monica, California
Whose beautiful handling of Ionesco’s The Chairs
Available via YouTube
Restored my faith in America & humanity
Done for the purity of commitment to art
Not to get rich
& I’m thinking that Thatcherism & Reganism
Not only betrayed Australia & Britain & the Majority
World
But also betrayed America
& so no matter who wins
The Election
They’re not going to overturn Neo-Liberalism
& that we have to build something
Little guys in every country
So don’t trust Coup Leaders in Military Fatigue
Burkina Faso
Social Democracy is the only way
Authoritarianism is not the way
Because once “Peace” is claimed via bloodshed
You’ve gotta live in it
& dictatorships always shut down on human rights
Lock up writers & journalists for 'dissent'
Don’t sell your humanity out for bread
Published & Copyright Malachi Doyle 2024.
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