Human
Beings are Trabants or Some Other Famously bad Communist Car
Takes a stupid amount of water to make
one silly steak.
All that sheer waste.
So much sifted, so little gleaned,
so inefficient our production means.
Ponder the great slag heap of raw data
shat
from the bums of our skull jockeys,
Sir Ebrum
and Sarah Bellum, before squeezing
even one small ball
of knowing from the gum machine.
Then ponder what it takes to ponder
just that
all that fine Swiss fat greyly
whirring
just to learn to zip a fly, or build a
cheese sandwich.
All that neural language dribbling
down the chin
like Heinz baby mash, just to drag
your carcass
across a basement carpark, stretch up
and hit
the lift button to the lowest level of
the function centre,
the Protozoan Mezzanine, all of which
itself is just a cinder block
beneath some indescribably more massively
evolved edifice.
To know just that!
What’s a Time & Motion man to make
of such costs?
Diabolical! A nightmare field of
rocking horses
in a warren of rusty horror films, ridden
by
an army of cymbal-clapping
monkey-clowns.
All that sleep and feed just to boot
up the machine
for a few clumsy hours of charging and
bumbling
and eating and polluting and offending
and miscommunicating through another
day
of picking our dimple on the giant’s
arse of history.
No farmer would let an animal survive
such inefficiency.
Like a dog barking at waves,
like going through a garbage dump
with a pair of chopsticks,
like combing shampooed entrails
in search of ever more pointedly
pointless
meta-thingumies to paint the human
conditioner.
It’s like we’ve been handed a whole sausage
factory
of minced pig matter and told to
remake the animal
… still fun making the links but.
the human conditioner
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yes, to some it's god, for the itchy soul
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ReplyDeleteHa. Pretty bloody inefficient. Your poem is NOT.
Love this part especially:
"A nightmare field of rocking horses
in a warren of rusty horror films, ridden by
an army of cymbal-clapping monkey-clowns."
I like that bit too. Thanks Rob
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Deletejust to say
I copied it
yesterday
for a friend
who read it
to a group
of men who
all loved it
... every child wins a prize
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