Saturday, 22 October 2011

Dog Eat Dog


Pig boy occurred simultaneously
an incessant state of instability,
shifting between designated
perception points of flux -
materially, passionately, essentially.

boy inside pig - they could see his human eyes weeping,
pig inside boy - they could smell bacon (seeking salivation),
man child disguised as swine –
a bastard of a boar
entangled therefore
fused to mainframe
terminals-
blistering loin-cloth
overloads.

Concerned with disgust as primary function
he occasionally took a break from abolition,
after all - the flux of riddance was profane;
rubbernecking massacred innocents -
Entertain Him
.
A Sabbath spot check
provides an odd refuge,
praying stiff devotions;
a metaphysical natter
with a familiar interlocutor -
perversity perchance?

Urgently demoralising a doleful congregation
his fetid secretion discharging Danish Darkness,
a communicable abhorrence swept thru
the parish - creeping pestilence.

Ancient canticles enthralled
dirty ol’ men thru incest clouds,
Pied Piper priest absorbed atypical parishioners
‘Detestable slaves’ –
Hellish Hog chants with cancerous lung;
Mr Mankind nonplussed
turned the other cheek;
Hide Seek Destroy.

Salvation abandoned mahogany pews,
ritualistic homoerotic idolatry -
The Chippendale Christ in creosote.
three pivotal puncture plugs or
unhinged nail head doorways
revealing integral missal silos;
Smart bombs - surgical strikes
hidden for thousands of years.

Divine warheads target The Squealer.
Christ winked and jettisoning a milky plume
from an udder disguised as a nun's middle finger;
our hero heaved DEF con bile upon
adorations stony alter.

a defusing indolent attitude
cock blocks Gods bombs.

Reverse religiosity excreted
as he knelt at the base
of the weather-proof statuette
fingering his throat
he purged -
the body, the blood and
chunky carrot;
a reparation ejaculate.

‘Dearly beloved we are gathered here today
to witness the matrimony of the man and the beast.’

Slipping into confession box (after hours)
‘father lend me your rear’,
the pig subjugated the priest
to choirboy usage
in accordance with the
clergyman's irregular drill.

Concluding the sacramental declaration of guilt
with the double penetration of curly tail
and cut throat shank in climax:
GUTTED.

Pig stick Pig
Dog eat Dog
an Eye for an Eye.

Parity.

"Bleed out brother" – an anode spasm - a motherboard sigh.

Our Odious Orbit -
the Sicko Circumsolar,
a mortified rotation of
the Justice compass,
manifold in magnetic miasma -
‘A plague on both your houses’
machinating madness and
revenge.

The Christ re-winked.
The Son says ‘that’s for Lockerbie’;
The apple does not fall far from the tree –
Yahweh was a proud spectre.

The Chauffeur arrived in The Van.

10 comments:

  1. Arron,

    extremely interesting piece, obviously there's much in here resourced in reply to the Libyan issues the past months, but more so the past few days, but there's a ton more metaphor in here as well- as usual your lines hit me alongside the head, WOW, wish I had thought of that- brilliantly painting linguistically. Too many to point them all out, but the stanza starting with ancient canticles and the passage, which I'm assuming is a "homily" of sorts/our odious orbits are just masterful.

    I love the combination of religious service/symbolism with I'll just say "sin" of another sort, as it would take to long detailing separately. Great job here, thanks

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  2. whew...viceral on many levels...the purging the gutting...christs ejaculation from a nuns middle finger cock block god bombs...you dance man...frickin dance...

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  3. Yeah it would take a better poet than me to try to break this down, but some of the phrases in this just laid me out--'missal silos' yeesh, man. Each one is a seed of mental devastation as we follow the bloody trail of the blind who have taken each others' eyes for so long their offspring is like those white wriggly antennaed cavedwelling fish creatures--born(again) without them. Fine work Arron, even if I couldn't look at it for too long without feeling ill. ‘Dearly beloved we are gathered here today/to witness the matrimony of the man and the beast.’

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  4. I was by twice before - were comments disabled? Genius, electrifying, and horrific.

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  5. tried to unriddle this...but think there's a lot of different things from different times packed into it..somehow it reminded me of what happened to gadaffi...heavy stuff arron..

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  6. hey did you see one of the online mags picked this up off my tweet earlier this week...

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  7. See the cat knew it those butt sniffing mutts are cannibals, leave it to a dog..haha.. wow once again man you stuffed this write full of everything. That eye for an eye might make many blind or if they trade they can have multi colorued eyes, unless they are the same color, okay I'm done..haha

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  8. I wondered who would write about this death and you just did in a chilling and gross out way. I would like to sympathize with his death, but he was a cruel man. I like your ending verses...wonderful and passionate write ~

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  9. Man, your mind is like a labyrinth.... I actually had to laugh out loud at "Father lend me your rear......" :) and an anode spasm- a motherboard sigh..... is just genius.... Of course I've come to expect that from you.... another excellent write Arron........

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  10. amazing blog,

    welcome checking us out today, submit a free verse, make poetic friends, smiles.

    cheers.

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