You (don't) have to hate slash fear them
sabre rat zombie slash reapers
popping batlike to gobble radioactive trash
such silver edgelords they
think they're so special and maybe they are
sneaky creeps you need to eliminate
better do it fast before they get all
rapido flying and screeching
right up in your grill
with the spewing of poison
and the fury slashing
while you try to reload
you stare into their serrated gut carriage
and the next thing you know
Languishing, heard an announcement for
new game show on Progressive TV
(cable channel 449)
Rearrange a lost song for three instruments
"in the style of" with all the usual
parameters applied and you may nominate one close contact
I chose the frockless Friar Rouse
low priest of the 16-volume aerophone
we had in mind the Yes song
Morning Capture don't
bother looking it up. Moraz era
modus Bizet, our research was
negligible bordering on the extensive
Vivid orchestration
Melodic brilliance
Hints of exoticism
Lost the bidding war for the cheat music
lost the rights to the performing rotunda
this was an uphill struggle and we were
soon wriggling with crabs
Rouse 'Rabbie please' full of encourage
acquired a tempus root - perfectly legit -
and we were soon among the front runner
all we needed now was a sniff of the dust
and we'd be conveying, relaying
I'd been channelling the Voice
for decades, on the not even off chance
as the crabs were finally
brought under control
Uniquely bold
Spontaneous energy
Strong - rapid - integrated
Few recall the spectacle of Rouse and me
yanking steam-fragmented sounds
from both past and future
skipping the here and now. Our title
was Ascension Bridge and victory was
of no consequence
In 78,759 BCE, in the Nile Valley,
near present-day Cairo, a girl was born
whose name is lost to history.
Her band was about 30 people strong.
Her dwelling was a brush or grass windbreak.
She was the sixth of six children.
Her father died when she was 22,
her mother when she was 38.
She ate largely wild sedge tubers,
wild waterfowl, Nile catfish and tilapia,
and wild greens and reed shoots,
with wild figs in season.
She stood some 159 cm tall (5 ft 3 in).
Of the twelve children she had, four boys
and a girl survived past childhood. Her journeys
took her no farther than 6 days' walk,
to the far edge of the band's seasonal range.
She spoke an unrecorded prehistoric language
and followed animism and shamanism.
She spent her days as a gatherer of
wild plants and small game.
She lived 54 years, dying of
a respiratory infection.
Her line came to four grandchildren.
https://anyhumanever.com/
Did you see
the vivid, prolonged twilight glows
long-lasting twilight colours
deep, fiery red sunsets
Did you see
stratospheric dust stripes
a volcanic aerosol haze and
the sunlit illuminated, visible
bands in the twilight arch
A brilliant arc of lavender, pink
and fiery orange
would rise from the west
And well into the night
light was strong enough to cast
distinct shadows on the ground
Did you notice how
during the day
the sky simply did not look right.
Losing its crisp, deep blue appearance
turning more milky
chalky, some say turbid
sometimes, a Bishop's Ring
An early indicator
of the aerosol blanket
which cooled the planet for a year
Do you remember
those months when
global winds spread a veil
around the world
A fringe will help
raucous laughter not but
a fringe will cover up
a prosecco clock multitude
red no I want to say auburn
Americans are wary
maybe a parting will help
what if I'm on the telly
with my fringe will it
make me look
with their bangs
younger or older
they became the Bangles
I think a fringe could help
but what if I'm 40? will
what then how will it help
call my stylist Jacques he
can work wonders
And everyone of them lol'd
or is it lolled at Hugo when he
took a tumble
when he went a over t
by the O-torii Gate
and ended up splashing down
into the muddy sand but
the best part was the crab
they absolutely peed
theyself at that
the old Yaoyorozu
with poor Hugo lay there soaked
and this raging crustacean nipping at
his nose now you're
embellishing if not out
right inventing, like the boy
wasn't a laughing stock
before he even got off
the boat
