VENUS S AMERICA PT2; RACIST

racist has prostate cancer doing shifts in hospital stores.

wears no-name washed-out wife-hemmed denim jeans.

his lost eyes are wet.

well writer talks to him stays on the move eyes anywhere else.

 

state radio loses autonomy.

phone-in lists pounds not raised for sport relief.

against international law Berlin walls are built

on

Apartheid Highway 4

in

Venus S America.

bankrupt govts bankroll Orwell pigs.

paper pounds printed in poor dazzling jargon.

News International wags finger at first born Carrier 47 taking stern phone call from fake jedi.

well writer smokes a small pipe.  one hand types reading future reports off hub.

then kicked offline and naked

for

no

reason.

old centurys sci-fi on HDMI Wega.

note book ready.  open black knife.  bottle of half love drunk down on ice.

gristle gun kills a rebel in church.  tooth bullet tears into the prophet.

everyone changes their clothes and their hair. 

real man white trousers dying from old powder and lead.

soft mutants commence decade lawsuits no man culpable under ROE.

well writer coughs up a dry moth says I AM FORD . . .  

ads waste IQ.  mute them.  black buttons shoot invisible data.

fuel cells mash up blues out blank red mouth.

  

well writers alone like the end of movie Brazil.  

smiling and oblivious.

well writer writes; 

all bodies are beautiful bodies naked

ugly exposed

and

unbearably sweet.

(love scene or hospital scene or famine scene.

glimpse of animals sudden flank.

under branded nylon

muscles roll like land.)

well writer is drunk war planes above him.

planes white fire and depleted science smash weddings and fighting age men their children and their chance.

well

writer

thinks

of

Orwell.