Sign post at the Hub : ‘Deliver or Perish’ won't
refine Estate bred steuups; nor guide the child asleep
fast in the basket on his mother’s arm.
Nights when pillows pain! pain! dampen
plantain wielders sneak to breach | into noodle^
slurping brutes < Crank! safe we want Boom!
holes you take; fence repaired.
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Buddha statues work harder than city tower^
screen panels, Be advised ! still active wallaba
totems steer you clear; don’t scowl rub blink.
‘Im show up at our door, old Miguel Street^
like pardner; promise to install a Tech stream
version of time flies : Press here; and here.
And there you flow, see?
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Reema raised shy in heritage pen < Please pray
stay wipe my brow, her mother’s end > arc
Angel waive the hair braid test | 321 Alarms
go off? who vex so vex.
As climate spumes our Kaya fumes My life
bit bites this I must bear ? gully^ bending^ purse^
flood watch | eligible navels bathe ‘n’ sun;
that beacon on the sea ! her sanatorium.
– W.W.
[ In mem: Sly Stone . 1943 – 2025 . ThankYouFalettin ]
YUH RAP SO (5.2)
Moksha had essayed a satire about her
Culture of ducks, cows and horsemen in T-shirts
Word-pushing stuff nobody ever heard of,
& Teacher Judd, by then his pupil’s lover,
Had been properly horrified that the gyirl
Was blind to her best of all possible worlds
Whose people were simply different from those ants
With their busy nests + petty hills he had
Outgrown in the capital of God’s country
(As though He had only one) with its bounty
Left over from Sun-blind pirates’ Dorado
(from “Raponani”, by Brian Chan, 2023)