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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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