Thebe



interstellar space

these were messages
from the real
and “we”
heard them

David-Bowie knife
slicing the hi-tek
silky thermoplastic veil

pass through to
another illusion
78-rpm crackle
calling from
yet another dystopia

relentless disinformation

“I have to give you
the message in code”
says another liar

listen enraptured
with ethyl alcohol
Arab invention––
Al-kuhl
immediately proscribed

microchip Korans
(may peace be upon them)
and beyond
control mechanisms
desultory dervishes

Callisto



black oxygen
megalopolis

smog dream
with dreamy
muted sirens
dopplering across the surface of
obedient brains

trained in the minutia
of this administered
nocturnal emission

energies collected and
fed into the machine

hear its pneumatic respiration
and long to merge with
its electronic perfection

cybernetic psychosis
washes clean as
bloodless lambs
grow into sheep

mutton mutation
in rewritten code

a day for an execution
hum along