Ozone Fault Line

“We’re all going to die, all of us, what a circus! That alone should make us love each other but it doesn’t. We are terrorized and flattened by trivialities, we are eaten up by nothing.”

— Charles Bukowski

 

p1250794.jpg

 

 

November 7, 2021

 

HAMMERBROOK STATION…  crisp reactor coolant sky & I wanted my I put down – influx overload! These vacuum tubes protruding red hot from my forehead – are they real? I’m going insane & it’s beauteous… Brodmann area 41 whispering oblique subpoetry… time wars on limbic slavery/ toad poison hailstones & quivering/ mushroom clouds! Sunlit subway tracks went up, diminishing in perspective… I heard the shrieking train, I could smell the ozone fault line… Doll Mother, starve my heart with your antarctic soul! Sure, cut my pain reliever with your pheromones & turn your back on our past… empathy plus delayed insight equals bitter-sweet regret… I’m picking up the mirror shards…

 

###

###

###

 

 

p1250800.jpg

 

 

***

Anne Clark – Sleeper in Metropolis (1992) 

 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-fEX8Tv12LE

***

Peter Bies © 2011

 *** 

 

 

2 thoughts on “Ozone Fault Line

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s