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Pond’s reflecting quality.

An upside-down plane
Just flew through
the sky
-I’m wondering, why?
I’m wondering , why ?
How can it fly?
Upside down through the sky

The crumble fronds dry
And I wonder more, why?
As I puff through more lyes/lies
The pond bounced up
the sky,
Life’s a bitch, then/when you’re high,
Hang on, the pond bounced the sky high?
From this I surmise
(And from the angle of eyes
And the fact that the sky is no-where tied,
And Reflects the same back to eyes
When bat’d back up-side).

I now know this is why
The plane can upside-down fly
And still fly well
to return back to Earth,
The fold-up-over Earth
People step off the plane
And they do so so well
And step off this plain
And step off my brain
And fall down the drain
That is their own brain.
I hope they don’t strain.


We COULD be feeding the unfed.

The shrill bugle cry from the hill heralds the dawn of a new day – “that all-polluting witch of capitalist individualism is dead!” they all shriek in the rapturous, ecstatic blaze of actual communitive passion rekindled and roaring!
They ALL realised that they ALL got that sinking stomach feeling when declaring something about their separated (individual) “selves” – ‘having a conscience’ they used to call it in a meek and begging voice, “the old ego-twist-and-churn” as they know it now – whatever it is, it sure don’t feel all that REAL, man!
‘Hey I’ve got this little yacht out in the Med’ they used to say,
‘Hey I got this huge bonus and flew myself off to Bermuda at such an expense to my accounts!’ they would reply with a washed-my-hands-of-it-all chuckle – “how bloody futile and bore-inspiring!” they thought now, with all the richest relish of fresh unison, not even bothering to burn their Bahama-bound-boats, which WAS their first thought..